Yesterday was a lovely day filled with summertime activities. At the end of the day I happened to notice an entry on my kitchen calendar. I went to read it and to my disbelief and dismay, I realized that we had missed a memorial service for Mr. Dill's cousin who died last winter. I felt absolutely awful about it because we had so much wanted to be there to comfort family members most close to her. I write about it here because I thought immediately to myself: "How could I be so thoughtless and self absorbed? I mean, I could have understood it if I was drinking...heck, I would've been happy to miss it if I was drinking. It would have cut into drinking time, anyway!" But, I was sober and had to deal with the feelings of regret without drinking. I thought about drinking, but didn't see how it would help. I guess that's progress? Another thought occured to me: I might not have forgotten about it in my drinking days. Yesterday, I was mindlessy happy and carefree...feeling good, AF. In my drinking days I would have been miserable, physically, and keenly aware of what I had to do that day. Well, anyway, I decided at the end of the day (after we called the deceased's brother and expressed our deep regrets) that I have got to become more connected again in the real 3D world. I have been SO SELF-ABSORBED in this quitting process, that I have lost some of the balance in my life. Am I making any sense?
Ok, sorry for the lengthy, self-centered post. I guess I needed to get that off my chest. I will close now and wish you all a peaceful Sunday.
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