I slept like a log, thank God, and woke up late.
It's still drizzling, thank God. I'm off and running this morning to help a sponsee shop for a bridal shower, thank God for fellowship. When we hear that we don't have to do anything alone, we can depend on that.
A number of you have left comments on my posts that encourage me to have faith, keep trudging, count my blessings, and know that I am prayed for in my hour of need. You don't know how much I appreciate the words and prayers, the concern.
This photo is of a birdhouse I made from things found in a trash heap. I love its expression of dismay. I have felt like that from time to time, but sobriety has taught me how to change my attitude, if not my circumstances.
My sponsor drove me through a storm last night to win another prize in a small poetry competition. It was a mighty blustery, scary storm. But she drove precisely and with grace, and we talked about this gift of rain.
Instead of fear and anxiety, there was peace in that car. She's stayed sober for 26 years, and we share a lot of feelings, so we can laugh and relate on many different levels. A good sponsor is a gift as valuable as rain after a drought. I must run and get ready for the bridal shower shopping, but wanted to check in with some gratitude this morning for the blessings of living sober. Have a blessed day today unless you've made other plans.
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That is the most creative birdhouse I've ever seem. It has character, wit and tells a story. Love it.
it is a good life through all the pain!!
life is still good, keep choosing life
I like the birdhouse, even if it is a sad one. I agree with you about having a good sponsor and their value. I pray that I too am of value to those with whom I work. Glad that you are enjoying the rain. It is raining here today with dark clouds. Wonderful weather.
Keep running,keep writing, keep smiling.
You are mighty lucky with your sponsor, methinks! I,too, love the post box. If you've really been feeling like that, then I would say you are winning, for there's humour in that there box!
I love your birdhouse. I've felt that, too! I'm so happy to hear you have a good sponsor, Chris. My friend who just returned from a church retreat weekend told me I'm her "Elizabeth." We all need one.
Friends in the program are gold. Nice to hear your spirits are up as you predicted the other day when you quoted the old cliche This too shall pass.
Exciting about the poetry. It sounds to me like you have a pretty nice life. Glad you appreciate it. You've got good things ahead.
i love the birdhouse, especially because it's a little sad. thanks for stopping by my blog. a little edgy? never really thought of it that way before. for edgy, you should have been inside my head during the altercation in class. whew- it's a dangerous place sometimes
nice blog... I love your blog!
Nothing sad in a birdhouse that the birds use eh? Same it is with them who use the resources available to them. It's not the look of the resource but rather the intent. Be Well Kiddo.
...and a blessed day to you too. love the birdhouse by the way, so like us, dented, bruised, but fully functional and full of warmth and comfort.
I think your gratitude will get you through just about anything that life has to offer. The bird house is adorable...you have so many creative talents! Sending you rays of sunshine and a big hug!
Your sponsor sounds like a wonderful person. I love your birdhouse, maybe we will see a smileyfaced one from you one day.
Enjoy your day, you sound positive and upbeat today.
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