Hi Guys,
Oh RG, what a wonderful thought! Thanks my friend!
Well, it has been a trying couple of days. I was on my lunch Friday when I got a call from Jen. She was to meet me at work to do her banking. I could tell something was wrong. She started saying how it didn’t matter, nothing mattered, she didn’t matter, I said "Woa-whats going on?" Seems her and the BF were in the middle of a row. I got there asap, made him leave, as she would not call the police. He told me he wanted me to know his side. Sorry buddy, even if he had a bloody nose his "side" was no concern of mine. Seems he shoved her to the floor, hit her in the face, in general knocked her around quite a bit. The poor cats were huddled together, dogs barking, a free for all for sure! Ok, so why didn’t I call the police, because I know he has drugs in the house aside from the fact that she didn’t want me to. These are NOT children we’re talking about here. He’s 31, she’s 30. I had to go back to work a total wreck, calling her every 30 minutes or so to make sure he stayed away.
I went to my GA meeting last night and talked about the ornament. I remembered why the thing ment so much to me. My Mom ruled the roost at my house. She would give my dad $2 a day for spending money-besides his cigrettes and lunch. He held on to that money like a miser. There were a couple of times where my dad bought car parts out of "his" money for me, (Don’t tell your mother!) He took me to lunch once too.
There was a Christmas about 28 years ago. I was seperated from my husband, Jen was a baby and I had a room mate with two little boys. We had no money to speak of. It was a week before Christmas and we still had not put up a tree, because we couldn’t afford it. My dad took me to the florist shop, bought us a tree. " Don’t tell your mother."
Even the men in my meeting were a bit choked up. Needless to say I bawled my eyes out. But at least I know why now. I had forgotten about that tree until last night. Maybe thats why the orniment got broken-so I would remember that beautiful memory of my dad.
So back to Jen’s last night and after work today. I am so tired. She has really painted herself into a corner with these animals. No one will rent to you with 1 pets, not to mention 4. She needs to get back to work so she can afford to live on her own and not have to rely on someone else to help pay rent.
I really want to smoke! Trying to stay indoors so I am not tempted to go buy some.
Life, who knew?
peace
bettie
It’s one thing to know where you want to go-it’s another thing entirely to have the Wisdom to get there….
Looking for the Wisdom– 12/4/2011 5:02:26 AM: post edited by bettie.
