breathing on a Friday
Told my story. I love how God gets in there and speaks for me and I pause to be so surprised that I would say that in front of people. Sponsor this morning reminded me again I am just reporting the facts about what happened. Its not up to me to give anyone anything more. I did tell the facts.
Then I went to a work meeting and was there 15 minutes early and so was Y who was tired, upset and talkative and oh so vulnerable. I know her from this last how many months and have been impressed by her involvement in Emer Mang. Well, didn't God just open the door for me to 12 Step her. Wow.
Got acceptance letters yesterday to Emerg Manag Institute for a Master Certificate. I can go if I don't get this other position. I can cancel it if I do get the other position. The classes are free for me--
don't know, we'll see
My close friend Roni will be here from my hometown later today. She's speaking at the meeting tonite--she's a dual member. I'm so excited to have her company for the weekend. Whoever else shows up is gravy.
Oh these newcomer sponsees have so much going on they have trouble showing up for their regular meetins much less anything extra. I can't change 'em. I can only do my program and hope.
I did get weepy late yesterday and last night cause of grief. But I am so grateful I did not weep from regret or remourse. Just grief. And I miss him. I miss the kid in him, my little boy and the young man who in spite of his disease was so giving, loving, kind and gentle and touched so many hearts. Looks like weeping not completely done. Is it ever?
Onto today--OMG its almost lunchtime already.
posted by Mama Dukes @ 10:50 AM
9 Comments:
I'm sure that must have been a challenge to tell your story. But I'm proud of you that you were able to get through it and I'm sure it was an inspiration to others. I'm truly sorry for your loss- you're in my prayers.
ooo I just felt so proud of you reading that post!!!
You stepped out in faith...and I love that "tell the facts"..that's great. People are going to interpret everything we say, in any old way they want to anyway!!!
I'm sorry you're feeling weepy...if I lived down the street, I would come over, and we could look at old photo albums, and tell funny Lonnie stories from when he was a kid...and find some good happy memories to talk about. You talk about his sweet kind nature...My alcoholic daughter has left such a path of destruction thru the years....but everyone who knows her heart all say the same thing....she's so sweet and loving. We alcoholics are usually the most sensitve people you'll meet...ya know?
I would come over with Pam, OK? We could stay up half the night and talk and talk and talk.
Here its the 18th!! happy anniversary!!
Oh Christine, I just love ya gurl!
I am glad that you were there for another who was suffering, and I know God will put someone in your path to help ease your pain!
wow I just recently did that and I broke. I am not a cry baby but it happens when we tell our story.
Christine, I don't think that I get over the losses in my life. I just think about the positive good times. The loss and grief comes sneaking up on me though. We want things to have turned out differently that's all.
I would love to hear your story some day. I know I would get so spiritually charged.
I love reading about Y and how you were able to do God's work. You are so beautiful!
Muah!
Your post made me feel weepy--in the best of ways. I would like nothing better at this moment than to give you a big hug. I think telling your story was just flat-out brave--and I mean brave in the kind of fearless honesty that makes the world a better place.
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