This is a cold Cleveland Saturday this afternoon outside. Inside it's cozy, and very creative. I didn't need to go out grocery shopping this afternoon. Anne and I went grocery shopping during the week. I called my mom just in case she had any needs this afternoon. I write her bills for her. She will be 81 years old next month. Our dad died two years ago, plus a couple of months. It was a shocking experience. A crack in the sky occurred. That crack came from the see through denial. How the denial was there all those years I was sober. I have been sober for twenty four years. But, something was missing. What was missing was my acknowledgment of Jesus Christ being my Saviour. Now, that harmony is restored in my life.
I didn't trust my father. Two weeks ago I came to terms with my father and that trust. I'm not mad at my mom, anymore. I am in touch with my life, what to do and how to do it. God will provide every day. Prayers are being answered. What was missing for twenty four years of sobriety is now clear, I have acknowledged Jesus as my Saviour.
Anne and I are living our life. Here I am at 54 years into my life. My midlife crises is crunching and grinding my angst, my anxieties, my phantoms and my thin veils of darkness. I walk the path of light so that I may work His will everyday. And, so it goes.
