After a very hot summer, my roses are starting to bloom again, and for that I am extremely grateful.My grandchildren are coming over this weekend, and they love me. They will be grateful that their red aprons are washed and hanging on the hook in the kitchen where they belong. We may do some canning this weekend.
Last night I spent hours on the phone crying. I am grateful for friends who answer the phone and listen to me when I am like that. I am grateful that they can tell the truth without being harsh or critical. They know that I know... when I am being a bit over the top, when I am being self-centered, when I am overreacting. I do know, you know.
Do you know what I am most grateful for this morning (aside from the fact that it is Friday)? It is that I am a grown woman who is not dependent upon a relationship with a man (or anyone else) for my livelihood, my home, my sustenance. I am grateful that I was able at a certain point to say - gee, mary, you better get on the ball here and get a life of your own. And I did that. Now I have it. And no matter who comes along and no matter what their behavior is like, I still have my pretty little home and my roses in the front and back yards.
Let's stay sober this weekend, OK?
9 comments:
A weekend with your grandkids.
Does it get much better?
bless your precious heart mary! please forward his name and address so I can go have a "texas size talk" with him, you may want to close your eyes.
bless your precious heart mary! please forward his name and address so I can go have a "texas size talk" with him, you may want to close your eyes.
Yes Mary...I do know, you know...and as I know about me, and see that old bottom down there, God DOES come to me and takes away the behavior that I am entertaining, at that moment.
My meeting this morning was on Step 7, a room of about 60 people, LOTS of long-term sobriety. And Step 7 DOES work, when I have become humble and know and TRUST that God will do for me what I cannot do for myself.
I'm SO happy to know you're feeling better, have a GREAT weekend--canning?! And Grandchilding!
Amen to the not being dependent on anyone else! I never knew your name was Mary. I love that name. I came ever so close to naming my dauther Mary but Stephanie was after my dad (his name was Steve). Also my best friend's name was Mary. That was the one that was killed last year in an auto accident. I get to have my Abby Saturday night! Grandkids are the greatest!!!!!!
Bless you, and all your blessings!
And when is my daughter going to stop collecting degrees & give me a grandbaby!
MC, I hate to hear about your tears. I'm glad that you have sources to help you work through the problems. God and friends are there for you. And not being dependent on any human for our well being is a good thing. I hope that you have a happy weekend.
You just tell whatshisname that you have a whole herd of TEXANS that will "WHUP" his butt for making you cry.
Meant to comment on the gorgeou roses yesterday. My favorite flower. In my drinking days I wanted to be buried nude and covered with red rose petals.
Roses are like God. I cannot describe the smell of a rose to you but we can both know what a rose smells like. Smell the roses and smell God.
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