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Five hour meeting…
hi -
Got up this morning, headed out to the front porch...
USUALLY-
I sit in the sun, and let the pain medication start it's work for the day,
Have a cup of coffee, read the 'Daily Meditations For Women' while I wait...
... while looking across Butte and the Continental Divide.
but THIS morning ...
I step out, coffee and Hazledon book in hand...
and the neighbor's abf is yarking off her front porch.
(our porches are barely fifteen feet away from each other)
:yikes: EEEEEEK-a-lah!
*and a good morning to YOU, too, I say!*
So I spun on my heel, and went back inside.
And went to my BACK porch to have my coffee and 'greet the day'.
I picked up the phone and called my neighbor
(mty back porch faces her house across the alley)
and asked her if she was going to a meeting today.
And could I hitch a ride.
I haven't been to a meeting in a month or so ...
and really, I wasn't even aware I was doing it
but I've been 'around' long enough to know there must be a reason.
okfine.
So I go back out to the front porch later in the morning -
figuring the coast was clear, right?
And I step out into the morning sunshine
and witness a very verbal quite abusive eviction
of the woman across the street.
Who is also active in her addiction.
I'm teetering on the reality myself
(possible eviction and all that)
and to witness the thing like that ...
didn't take much to feel the makings of a cave-in, you know?
oh yeah. Need a meeting.
what a coincidence - I've already arranged a ride.
I'm already GOING...
So I go -
it's a good meeting...
a woman there had her week-old baby...
and I'd calmed down and centered before they even read the Promises.
Funny how that is, isn't it?
So anyway, yadda yadda meeting...
get home ...
and people proceed to come visit.
One after the other.
It was so amazing, really.
I was in continual company until about five o'clock
when a friend said I looked tired and they should go.
and it was like the meeting never really broke up.
I told 'em about what had happened in the morning...
I mean, right at my front step were CONSEQUENCES of alcoholism.
man ya-hooing off the front porch
and a woman getting evicted.
WIth much drama volume obscenity and ... drama.
Nothing like a divine reminder that THAT life can be had again ...
It's always only one drink away.
I spent the entire day so very unspeakably grateful
that that is not my life any more.
*pause*
I'm grateful to be sober.
And I'm grateful to be here.
:ghug
Got up this morning, headed out to the front porch...
USUALLY-
I sit in the sun, and let the pain medication start it's work for the day,
Have a cup of coffee, read the 'Daily Meditations For Women' while I wait...
... while looking across Butte and the Continental Divide.
but THIS morning ...
I step out, coffee and Hazledon book in hand...
and the neighbor's abf is yarking off her front porch.
(our porches are barely fifteen feet away from each other)
:yikes: EEEEEEK-a-lah!
*and a good morning to YOU, too, I say!*
So I spun on my heel, and went back inside.
And went to my BACK porch to have my coffee and 'greet the day'.
I picked up the phone and called my neighbor
(mty back porch faces her house across the alley)
and asked her if she was going to a meeting today.
And could I hitch a ride.
I haven't been to a meeting in a month or so ...
and really, I wasn't even aware I was doing it
but I've been 'around' long enough to know there must be a reason.
okfine.
So I go back out to the front porch later in the morning -
figuring the coast was clear, right?
And I step out into the morning sunshine
and witness a very verbal quite abusive eviction
of the woman across the street.
Who is also active in her addiction.
I'm teetering on the reality myself
(possible eviction and all that)
and to witness the thing like that ...
didn't take much to feel the makings of a cave-in, you know?
oh yeah. Need a meeting.
what a coincidence - I've already arranged a ride.
I'm already GOING...
So I go -
it's a good meeting...
a woman there had her week-old baby...
and I'd calmed down and centered before they even read the Promises.
Funny how that is, isn't it?
So anyway, yadda yadda meeting...
get home ...
and people proceed to come visit.
One after the other.
It was so amazing, really.
I was in continual company until about five o'clock
when a friend said I looked tired and they should go.
and it was like the meeting never really broke up.
I told 'em about what had happened in the morning...
I mean, right at my front step were CONSEQUENCES of alcoholism.
man ya-hooing off the front porch
and a woman getting evicted.
WIth much drama volume obscenity and ... drama.
Nothing like a divine reminder that THAT life can be had again ...
It's always only one drink away.
I spent the entire day so very unspeakably grateful
that that is not my life any more.
*pause*
I'm grateful to be sober.
And I'm grateful to be here.
:ghug
