Well ... I went to SA instead. I was one woman in a room of at least 30 men. It was good to see that much support going on.
But before I left to go to the meeting, I took time to write a note to my husband just thanking him for the many ways he shows me he loves me in every day life. I took some time to think of those things ... because usually I go through life feeling cheated that he is not all lovey dovey with me, that he doesn't openly express his love. That we don't walk down the road all snuggled up. But I wanted to express gratitude for what i did have.
Well, when I got back from the meeting, he had gone back to work, but had left me a lilac stem in a glass, smelling perfectly, and a note that said, "Thanks for writing the lovely note. You are lovely." Needless to say that made me smile and brought tears to my eyes.
See what a little gratitude can do?
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Rae, Thanks for stopping by the Beantown Caffe. Your posts filled with gratitude are very inspirational it’s a struggle to get where we want to go but we have to follow the path of recovery one day at a time and we will get there.
yes, I agree: lovely :)
you see hard work has its results ? nobody said it was easy but that it had its positive part :)
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