Sometimes it’s really hard not to congratulate myself that my kids have turned out so well thus far. I know I played only a part in it. I know tomorrow isn’t promised to anyone. But lately my mother’s drunken shenanigans have made me wonder how I turned out as well as I did.
My daughter’s plans go forward for Greece. My wife’s plans go forward for Alaska. And my mother, who will also be going to Alaska, has one of her sisters, who will also be going to Alaska, not talking to her. My mother is going to push the idea of counseling on her sister. I wonder if her sister will push back with concern over my mother’s drinking. Someone should take the log out of her own darn eye.
I’m grateful my kids will never know what this is like.
I have a fairly set pattern where I go to two meetings a week. I like to vary the second meeting. I always go to my “home” group if I’m at “home.” I also like unnecessary quotes : ) Carole and I often go together but I don’t like the meeting she attends on Thursdays, and I’ve pretty much stayed away. I’m thinking of going to one after work tomorrow near where I work, which would be very different for me. Chances are I may not know anyone at all. How interesting that this would take all this thought, all these years later. I’ve been going to AA meetings longer than I went to school, more frequently than I’ve gone to church, more religiously than I’ve gone to the dentist. It’s been worth it.