I Want to Write a BookI want to write a book. I have wanted to write a book for as long as I can remember. And there my short career as a writer comes to an end. I tell myself that I am too undisciplined to write a book. I tell myself that I do not have any good ideas to write about. I still however, want to write a book.
¶ 11/30/2006 02:42:00 AM27 comments
An Alcoholic's Anonymous PrayerAlmighty God, I humbly pray, Lead me, guide me through this day. Cast out my selfishness and sin, Open my heart to let You in. Help me now as I blindly stray Over the pitfalls along the way. Let me have courage to face each task, Invest me with loving patience, I ask. Care for me through each hour today, Strengthen and guard me now, I pray.
As I forgive, forgive me too, Needing Your mercy as I do. Oh, give to me Your loving care, Never abandon me to despair. Yesterday's wrongs I would seek to right, Make me more perfect in Your sight. Oh, teach me to live the best I can, Use me to help my fellow man. Save me from acts of bitter shame, I humbly ask it in Your name.
15 Minutes of Fame I guess Sam had his 15 Minutes of Fame, at school on Tuesday. He told me that even the mean kids were nice to him.
¶ 11/22/2006 02:27:00 PM15 comments
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
The phone rang yesterday while I was waiting for Sam's school bus to arrive. It was the secretary from Sam's school saying that Sam had fallen while attempting to get off the school bus. I usually watch for the bus but, I was busy doing dishes and time had gotten away from me. She went on to say that, he had cut his head and the bus driver had called the ambulance. I put on my shoes, grabbed my jacket and ran to the end of the block where the bus was parked. There was Sam with an inch long gash along his eyebrow.
An ambulance ride and four hours later Sam is now the proud owner of a new teddy bear and five stitches. The teddy bear was from the paramedics and the stitches were from the emergency room doctor at Children's Hospital. After it was over, I was exhausted but, I realized I was no longer feeling that nameless faceless fear that I had earlier in the day.
¶ 11/21/2006 01:40:00 AM17 comments
Monday, November 20, 2006
Arrrrrrrrrgggggggggghhhhhhhhhhh, I am having one of those days. All of a sudden everything seems screwed up. It think it is really that I am afraid. I am not even exactly sure what, I am afraid of. I feel better just writing about it.
¶ 11/20/2006 12:52:00 PM11 comments
Sam Needs Your Prayers
Sam got tackled on the playground by a group of kids. The boy who tackled him and then sat on him, is the same boy who "accidentally" kicked him in the knee last Thursday.
I just got through E-mailing Sam's principal requesting a formal conference. Thank God bullying is no longer seen as a right of passage but rather, the offence that it is.
¶ 11/15/2006 12:03:00 AM18 comments
After I put Sam on the school bus this morning, I am leaving on a two day retreat. I am kind of nervous but, I am going to do it anyway.
Our new A.A. meeting met for the second time last night. Nine women were at the meeting which is three more than our first week. I know its not about numbers but, I was really impressed to see that many of us there.
What a Girl Needs
"From birth to age eighteen, a girl needs good parents. From eighteen to thirty-five she needs good looks. From thirty-five to fifty-five, she needs a good personality. From fifty-five on, she needs good cash." Sophie Tucker
¶ 11/09/2006 08:28:00 PM8 comments
DilemmaThere is an elephant in my living room. The elephant is that I haven’t had a job since moving to Connecticut over three years ago. And by job I mean a career oriented fulltime job. I was actively looking until sometime last March when I was turned down for what I thought was my dream job. I essentially gave up at that point.
Now here is my dilemma in a job search as I see it. On one hand, I have a lot of education. So I am frequently told that I am over qualified while being ushered out the door. On the other hand, jobs I am qualified for I do not get because I have not been working in the field lately.
Anyhow, this period unemployment has really been messing with my self esteem. I am beginning to feel like there is nothing I could do in the work place that would be of any value. I don’t talk about it in the rooms anymore. I am afraid that people will get tried of hearing it.
New A.A. Meeting
A couple of buddies and I started a new meeting of Alcoholics Anonymous. It is an all women's meeting, the first one I have been to in a long time. We are pretty excited because we had six women in attendance on the first night and the flyers had only been out two days. But, as in all things, the outcome is up to God. We are only responsible for the effort.
¶ 11/06/2006 07:28:00 PM13 comments
Letters to GodLetters intended for God were recently found on an Atlantic City beach by a New Jersey insurance adjuster. About 300 letters all requests for prayer were sent to Rev. Grady Cooper, a New Jersey minister who died in 2004. These letter however, did not end up on Cooper's alter as intended. Somehow the letters, many unopened, ended up dumped in the ocean.
"Former Florida congressman Mark Foley, who resigned over sexually explicit messages sent to male congressional pages, is remaining in treatment for alcoholism beyond his initial 30-day stay, his attorney said Wednesday."