Finally, I have an Alanon sponsor who was sponsored by someone who took her through the Steps then she took me through the Steps...excellent! She's awesome and has helped me so much! How I went through the Steps in AA was very different than in Alanon. My experience was "Hope you make it" in AA, whereas in Alanon it was "Let me help you make it". I'm confident it was the difference in sponsors and not in the Steps of the programs. I love them both for each taught me great lessons. Now I know...how NOT to do and How to do it. Thank You, Higher Power.
Note:Let go of childish "all or nothing" attitude and apply realistic standards.
One of the things that happened since I last wrote was my son asked if I'd seen the picture of me in the newspaper of when I was a baby. Uh, no. He said his dad's father was a packrack (follow that thought lol), in other words, his grandfather saved a bunch of newspapers in the garage. While cleaning it out, his dad found one had a picture of my mother entering a paddy wagon! What???!
Email to my younger brother:
Apparently his father was a pack rat n he found it in the stuff. I remember finding another newspaper article about that incident n the picture was different because it only had Ray n Rudy sitting on a bed n stuff strewn everywhere.
I will be talking to my Alanon sponsor bout those pics. Bring a lot of feelings up. Most of all very grateful for 21 years of sobriety. On Saturday I was on a panel of volunteers who spoke at the Austin Transition Center and hope n pray if just 1 person received the message that change is possible, there IS a way out, then I served my life purpose in that moment. Those pics remind me where we come from, Cliff. We've come a long way...love ya, Carol |
mom covering her face |
I think that's my brother Rudy still in diapers |
Notes: Slips. I experience them most when I'm caught off guard by someone with whom I have a complicated history... No matter what adult thoughts or feelings I'm having beforehand, I almost always revert to acting like a little girl... These are peculiar encounters, as if the person I was many years ago suddenly inhabits my mind and body. It takes me several hours, sometimes days, to come back to my adult self. Inevitably, when I recall my behavior, I feel as if I've lost my program. Thanks to "Progress, not perfection" and "Easy does it" slogans help me better at accepting my slips... Strive to give myself credit for how far I've come and to learn something from my mistakes. Remind myself that I have all the time I need to improve. Recovery is not a contest. Notes: Dear Creator, thank YOU for the blessings YOU shower on us all. All to YOUR glory, as YOU Will. Love, Carol