Tuesday, April 20, 2010

91.7 years of gratitude

You cannot lie to yourself.  Your mind knows the truth of your thoughts.  April 20  Meditations from "Conversations with God" Book 1  - page 11

Gooooooooooooooood Mooooooooooorrrrrrrrnnnnnninggggggggg  ALKIES! That's the way I opened my posts back when I first started blogging.  That was 341 posts ago which covers about 3.5 years maybe 4.  But for 6,660 days I have lived the program of Alcoholics Anonymous.

You are probably wondering how in the hell does a 68.7 year old drunk get to be 91.7.  Well, I did one of those REAL AGE quizes today.  It was all based on health.  That thing was all over the place.  I'm younger because I don't drink or smoke.  I'm older because I exercise 3 days a week?  I'm older because of my BMI.  IJ'm older because of medications.  I'm older due to stress of losing a loved one within the last 6 months. I'm also older because of hair loss, not look older, just older.  So I looked in the mirror - Damned, I LOOK GOOD for 91.7 years old.   I can live with that.  Then that takes me to the above quote from CWG.  But then I'm not lieing to myself.  I got it from an internet age test.  And we all know those are indisputable.  Yeah. Right.

Tonight I am grateful for:
  • God my Higher Power
  • My Sobriety
  • Mamie my schnauzer
  • My Sponsor
  • The "Conversations with God" books.
  • Dealing with financial insecurity without fear.
  • Having what I need.
  • Needing what I have
  • Being an X-Shopaholic
  • Friends
  • Being in a positive state with the loss of Rosalie
  • All y'all.
Y'all be pretty now, ya heah.


dAAve said...

Let's do South Dakota.

Syd said...

Your writing just feels joyous to me today. I'm glad Zane. It is nice to reach a point of acceptance about the loss of a loved one. And just to experience the joy of being!

Trailboss said...

You're as young as you feel Zane. Age is just a number, don't you think?

Trailboss said...

I am sooooo silly. I had already put my thingy for following you, and then I did it again w/another picture. Oh well.