nice quiet Sunday kinda sorta
Bummers
We got the call and discovered death from cancer of a family member only 47 years old while we awere all at Elaina's birthday party. I know him, knew him. Not well and I was so surprised how little I felt about it. Maybe thats progress for me to not over identify not over relate. I did and do feel compassion and even helplessness since I know only too well nothing I do can ease her pain. She lost her husband. Nothing will bring him back.
lack of sunshine for too many days
Blessings
Friday nite's anniversary speaker Viola was so down to earth, told it just like it was and is. I admire her strength, her program.
Invited to lunch today at Rosemary's where Lily and her family have stayed this weekend.
Saw Lily and family and even Ellie who is just back from college spring break at the Bahamas yesterday at the Worlds of Fun. What a lot of noise and kids. I even took Lily on the spinning round teacup without falling down or throwing up.
This week is my last traveling time until Memorial Day weekend. It is good to be in one place for a little while.
Chrissie, my longest sponsee is coming May 4th to speak at our gratitude April dinner. I think I'm still holding onto a bit of resentment that it is 5 months after Thanksgiving. Time to let that one go.
Got a call to help out with some kids at tonites meeting so a woman needing a meeting can attend. I am happy to be able to be of service.
Grateful for you---
posted by Mama Dukes @ 4:26 PM
5 Comments:
Found your blog very interesting. This overrelating thing....did you learn that from Alanon? I went to my first meeting a few weeks ago. I am definitely one who gets as upset about other people's problems as they are. I always over do it (only internally). I am just recently learning that this may be a co-dependent thing and I thought I was so smart....but this co-dependent revelation is a bit of a shock. I didn't have a clue.
I, too, loved what you said about over-relating. I found it took a long time to distinguish what I really felt from all the drama I used to create. Happy day--happy week!
I have occasionally felt guilty because I don't feel dramatic about death much. I am accepting that it comes. When visiting my cousin who has a brain tumor, I found that I didn't feel sad but just glad for that day and that he recognized me. Thanks for what you wrote.
Sorry about the family member. 47 yrs old is way too young to die. Anyway, just stopping by to say Happy Monday.
beautiful post, thank you. i, too, had experience with death this weekend - i wrote about it on my blog. my realization, though, at the end, was that in recovery others walk through the pain so we can do it later. we lead one another by example - thank you for being one, for me!
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