just found out…

my brother in law died today.

please don’t send a lot of messages- just wanted to let you know.

i’m heartbroken.

it will heal.

i will miss captain krusa so very much.

He’s in a better place.

One that I know I will be…one day.

Pray for my sister….please.

 

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Last day of break…ready

I have had 3 glorious days of rest… much-needed rest.

I finally feel ready to go back to work.  The laundry’s done, replenished the cupboards- sans the vino, the apartment is clean and in order.

And I’ve gotten some good rest.

I’m also working on something…possibility of other employment.

But I’ll do my best and leave the rest to the Lord.  He always has my back.

I trust.

So grateful I’ve been given another chance…. sober another day.

That makes 3.

My prayer for 2017…and the rest of my god given days

“My Lord God I have no idea where I am going.

I do not see the road ahead of me. I cannot know for certain where it will end.

Nor do I really know myself…

and the fact that I think I am following your will does not mean that I am actually doing so.

But I believe that my desire to please you does in fact please you. And I hope that I have that desire in all that I am doing. I hope that I will never do anything apart from that desire.

And I know that if I do this you will lead me by the right road though I may know nothing about it.

Therefore will I trust you always though I may seem to be lost and in the shadow of death. I will not fear, for you are ever with me, and you will never leave me to face my perils alone.”

Thomas Merton, Trappist Monk

Grateful for day 2.

Thanks be to God.

They tell you there will be signs….

A reblog from a new friend….. who has touched me deeply and profoundly.  Don’t know the proper etiquette for “reblogging” someone’s post.  If I needed to ask permission first- please forgive me.  Just learning.

State Of Mind Sobriety Coaching Services

We went out with a bunch of friends to The Keg for dinner one night, about a year into my sobriety. The restaurant was busy being a Saturday night. We had to wait for a table so we decided to wait in the bar. We found a big round table for six and sat down. The seat I picked was the only one out of six chairs and six menus that I could have chosen but, I sat in the spot and took the menu that astonishing to me didn’t have a wine list in it, 5 of the others did!

“Oh my gosh!” I said to my friend, Remember me telling you about the sort of signs that I will see reminding me not to drink, well check out my menu!”

I was so freaked out and at that moment was another boost for me on this journey to…

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Boundaries vs honesty… day one

This is a very messy topic for me.

 Because of my family history, I grew up with no boundaries.

Physical. Emotional. Or Mental.

  This has been a long standing wound.  And I still fail to navigate it.

I used to tell anyone who would listen what had happened. What was happening. What was happening in that very moment.

Deep.

Down inside of me.

I set myself up.

For pain and betrayal.

So for me, honesty is not the very best policy.

I am honest with the people who I trust and feel won’t judge me…

you all…

here.

I am not about to announce to all those other people that I am an absolute nut job.

So….

What is honesty and what does it mean to be honest?

Day one.

And done.

Thanks be to

God.