I went to my old homegroup this morning. And I think it is now my new homegroup. I sat in that room and felt I belonged. Not bigger than, not smaller than, just right. Goldilocks has her just right group. I sat next to the man who took me to my first meeting 24+ years ago. We have both been sober since.
Two old boyfriends were there. And when I say "old" in this case, I mean really old. I used to like older men, and these guys are now geriatric.
Life is good when you are where you are supposed to be... doing what you are supposed to be doing.
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I would say I am usually where I am supposed to be, but not necessarily doing what I am supposed to be doing.
Your last line is a prayer of gratitude that I may borrow..
Thank you for sharing today..it meant alot to me.
Kim A.
What a blessing to feel like you are where you "belong". There is no better feeling that I can think of.
I agree with you - when I am where I feel I'm supposed to be, there I find peace.
Life IS good.
Sounds like the words you hear when you walk into Dr Bob's house in Akron, OH. "Welcome Home."
Sorry. I deleted a bunch of comments accidentally. Actually, I meant to delete one of them. But not all of them.
you last sentence says it all!
I miss the old homegroup feel.
My men have always been younger. My husband is almost 7 years younger than me. hee hee
I used to like older men too. When I was 19, I liked these 2 twins who were 22.
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