I've been kind of anxious and sort of blue lately. It's probably not too unexpected considering everything that's going on. Still, it feels pretty yucky. I think some of it is survivor's guilt. Some of it is related to going back to work and feeling so tired. Some is related to my son and what he's going through. And there's the wedding next weekend. A lot of my past and my present will be there staring me right in the face. It's not a big deal, really, since I've cleaned up the wreckage of my past and I work to keep it that way today. But I have to admit to a little anxiety about seeing a few of the people who will be there. God, please help me to remember that this day is about Lee and Jessie and NOT ABOUT ME. I'm so pleased that a couple of my sisters will be there for their special day. It will be a lovely wedding, and I'm very excited. My hot date for the evening will be my youngest son. I am so overjoyed at going to his Bubba's wedding with him.
Today I am grateful for:
AA. The rooms, the people, the lessons have all helped me maintain a semblance of sanity these last few days. Hey - a semblance is better than none at all.
My big sister who drove all the way to H town for a visit last weekend and spent an entire day just hanging out with me. We had a wonderful time.
Friends, old and new.
Molten chocolate cake at Chili's with Lex, her terrific boys and MAC.
God, as I understand Him. He brings me so much peace.
The ability to accept people as they are and to let them be where they need to be.