I was at an art instillation the other day and there was a wall with stick-tab papers on it. The instillation was called, “To Do List”, and you were supposed to write something that you wanted ‘to do” on one of the note papers, and you could read what others wrote also. I wrote, “Worry less and trust more.”
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Five Minutes at a Time
Me: “Okay, I’m not going to use today; period!”
In my head (which is always the louder voice): “Forget it, you know that you’re going to use, so what the hell are you doing?”
Me: “I’m not going to use today, that’s what I’m doing.”
My head: “Yeah, right.”
“I Hate This Disease”
I still don’t really know what to say. You see, M is one of my closest friends in NA. I have a private men’s group that meets at my house every two weeks, and for the first five years that we got together, M was one of the regulars. He had pulled out of the group about two years ago, though, and I hadn’t seen him nearly as much since then. But I have to tell you, my heart is aching by this point.
One of my earliest memories
My family moved into this beautiful two story house, not far from the center of Guthrie Oklahoma when I was about four or five. There was a large living space downstairs, along with a kitchen, a very large walk-in pantry, and a garage. The bedrooms were upstairs, and my room was a small, oddly shaped,Continue reading “One of my earliest memories”
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