Are you going to be in a place called fear, or in a place called love? Where are you--and where are you coming from--as you encounter life? December 10 - Meditations from "Conversations with God - Book 1" page 172
I was kinda down in the dumps because after 4 days back blogging, I only a couple of responses. I thought well, I guess I have my comeupance (sp) because I don't post everyday. Now that bothered me for three days. I even left a comment on another blogger's comments to drop by. I was not getting my usual email alerts that I had comments to be moderated. Wah, nobody loves/likes me anymore. So this morning I decided to check comment moderation and lo and behold there were over a dozen comments. Now how did they get there? I had checked it prior to my self thrown pity party. It was a shot in the ole pepper upper. Not only were they there, but some had been there since Monday. So now that I was back in the land of LIKE, I cancelled the remaining hours of the pitty party. Then I went back to email, read my in box, then checked spam folder and I had 81 messages. I started to delete all, but decided to scan them before. And again, there y'all were. But why did you wind up in my spam mail? So just to be sure I did not miss any I clicked on publish and got "comment previously moderated." What the heck. I don't know why everyone wound up on my "spam folder", I have not changed anything. Only two of you got through and I am wondering why not all of you. It has to be the Gremlins. Why me? And now I am reminded of contempt before investigation. Whatever, but just a Big THANK YOU to those that commented. I guess it just keeps it all interesting and reminds me not to take things for granted. Now if I had been drinking, I would have probably, no actually sent or called each of you and told you to go to hell, that I did not need this shitty treatment, and I did not need you in my world. So I guess I should thank the Gremlins for showing me once more the joys of a new way of living as a sober member of Alcoholics Anonymous instead of the angry all blaming drunk that I used to be. I am so grateful for that daily reprieve. I love Living sober. It Rocks.
Tonight I am grateful for:
- God, my Higher Power
- My Sobriety
- Mamie, my schnauzer
- My sponsor
- Being of service to my friend Joe.
- Enjoying the interaction between Mamie and Petey.
- Tomorrow is double dip day.
- All y'all
Y'all be pretty now, ya heah!