Today is the anniversary of 15 years of sobriety. It really is just another 24 hours but sometimes these dates can be landmarks that cause one to look back and reflect. I remember the day my "new" life began on January 27 1998. It was a Tuesday and my father had paid me a visit to "talk" about my drinking and his concerns. The days leading up to this day I had tapered it down so I could avoid the withdrawl and the terrible hangovers. I had decided that this was the day I was walking back through the doors of A.A. and I've not looked back. I told my dad this and that I was just heading out to the womens closed group discusssion. 14 years ago he was proudly at my 1 year medallion and that was his last year of life. He died about 5 months later. I know he is happy I found this way of life we discussed it prior to his death.
To spend my day it turned out to be interesting. After my sons hockey game I went to a spirit wellness conference. I ran into so many people that I have not seen in years. One Native man named Rick. 8 or so years ago he spoke at my group and he had this white aura around his head and he came back a year or so later the aura got to be so intense it was like looking through a fog. So weird and I told him about it the second time. Haven't seen him around in many years and very recently I have been wondering what happened to him. I told hy oldest daughter about this oddity and so when I ran into him yesterday she clued right in and said "oh you're the foggy guy" and we all had a good laugh. I probably have 2 weeks before I start at my new job at the shelter in Bowmanville so I will enjoy the down time while I can and keep working a few days a week at the cleaning. Life it good.
To spend my day it turned out to be interesting. After my sons hockey game I went to a spirit wellness conference. I ran into so many people that I have not seen in years. One Native man named Rick. 8 or so years ago he spoke at my group and he had this white aura around his head and he came back a year or so later the aura got to be so intense it was like looking through a fog. So weird and I told him about it the second time. Haven't seen him around in many years and very recently I have been wondering what happened to him. I told hy oldest daughter about this oddity and so when I ran into him yesterday she clued right in and said "oh you're the foggy guy" and we all had a good laugh. I probably have 2 weeks before I start at my new job at the shelter in Bowmanville so I will enjoy the down time while I can and keep working a few days a week at the cleaning. Life it good.
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Yes. I remember the day Dad went to speak with you and he was so proud of you...I know he is still keeping a watchful eye. You have been inspirational not only to the people who surround you, but also your family. I love you very much and am thankful that we both found sobriety.
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