Gratitude
I was on my way home from an OA meeting (that's another story all by itself) when a car pulled out in front of me and the driver was acting erratic. I thought she must be drunk (at 12:10 in the afternoon) and debated with myself about whether to call 911 or not. I decided not to, being grateful that it wasn't me out there drunk in the middle of the last Saturday before Christmas.
This will be a 'hard candy' Christmas and yet it can be one of the best. Everyone is healthy, we have a friend from Germany visiting, and best of all, I am soon to be relived of an abusive relationship. Not John, but my employer. I've been hospitalized twice this fall with stress related illnesses, so it's time to leave. Don't know what I will be doing and that feels good right now.
This will be a 'hard candy' Christmas and yet it can be one of the best. Everyone is healthy, we have a friend from Germany visiting, and best of all, I am soon to be relived of an abusive relationship. Not John, but my employer. I've been hospitalized twice this fall with stress related illnesses, so it's time to leave. Don't know what I will be doing and that feels good right now.