whatta week--

Its Sunday. I'm in Allentown.

It started last week--I surrendered some of my Alanon years, Its a long story and I'm too tired to tell it now. Nut my will, my way kept me fighting doing what is good for me--such as takng good directions and suggestions from those with more time, more wisdom thatn me. I'll tell ya, what a relief. I thought I might die but I haven't just more right sized. No more bigshot. Just simple member.

Got certified as an outreach crisis counselor for FEMA if there happens to be a disaster where they can use me--I can be useful in the field. I have many God given gifts. I see then as given today, not earned.

I got to be Gram alive and in person today for a while. Gosh its just so fun to play with a child and be free and just play. And see Nik, I love him so.

Came to Allentown for my baby party. Thats the gals I sponsor and they sponsor and so on. We had fellowship making dinner together, doing a craft (rocks with character assets on one side and defects on the other--stumbling rocks and stepping stones--fun--revealing--and we had a meetinng with the topic Aug 18th in God Calling--difference in rebellious child anbd joyful child and which one I've been for 19 years. Well, you can guess.

Tonight I attended a birthday meeting and gave one of my gals her cake. Low and behold they aren't leaving me because I'm not perfect or a bigshot. They are loving me, lifting me up and geez some have been carrying me since Lonny died anyway. If they leave its their stuff, its not about me anyway-- its a wonder to do theis party year after year and see who sticks, this is not an easy way path--its tough work, its changing and doing the deal, a new design for living...

I'm tired and Leslie should be home soon. Its been a week, whatta week its been. Reminds me of that some--what a long strange trip its been... you probably know who wrote or sang it but I've got the tune in my head--

What a long strange trip its been, sing it with me what a long strange trip its been
good night