The renters in a property I've managed for several years have left to go back home. Part of the protocol is to do a "walk thru" to make sure everything is clean and nothing is broken...almost perfect. While doing the walk thru I saw a half a pint of Jack D on the counter and funny how that becomes a fixation while everything else becomes just stuff. I went back into the property this evening to check some repairs I have to do and make sure the refer was off and unplugged and do a little deeper search for the part that kept it from being perfect and Jack was sitting on the counter quietly.
I think about the story I was told years ago about 3 alcoholics looking at a left over glass of booze and one is saying it's half full and the other half empty and the third saying "If you guys ain't gonna drink that...do you mind?". I was alone with it and pulled the cap and blessed the garbage disposal with it while the fumes made me revisit past experiences and outcomes. I made sure to rinse it out well and recapped it before deciding the bottle wasn't a collectible and tossed it. I finished my rounds, made a list of what I needed to do ...sighed and came home...sober to a home I once didn't have and a wife who remains after 16 years and other assorted items mostly found in a "normal" existence. The only two people present during this little piece of time was me and a power greater than me. Soooo powerful that which has taken place in order for me to bring such a simple story to this board.
I'm gonna go watch TV with my spouse and then read some literature to help keep the compulsion supressed and rethank my God before I hit the sack. I'll check in later.
Hey Jerry! Beautiful share ,nice way to start my day as I go to the mall to start really 'practicing spiritual principles" as I began shopping for my wife.I am early this year it i usually day or so before,that procrastination thing.I am so grateful to be able to 'do shopping' as I reflect back to the 'days of the war"and would actually not only miss shopping,but miss the holiday!!!Whew I can feel my stomach turn as the 'bottle of Jack' was opened',that smell still flips my guts, a blessing!!Have a blessed and productive day.....
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Selfishness-self-centeredness! That, we think, is the root of our troubles.
Ahhh .. I can taste the taste of it right now. I remember it well, the bitter burn of the whiskey on my lips.
I cant lie. I use to love the way that stuff made me feel. But something happened and the end result was not good. Even tho it got me right here where Im at today , I pray I never forget that feeling.
