Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Self Serving.

Last night, I nearly exploded with a topic at the meeting. While it's good to get feedback on my stuff, sometimes I feel like I'm a meeting pig. I write here about my crap all day, get feedback, and then go to the meeting and want more. MORE!

I know that it always helps when other people present their topics to discuss at meetings, and offering my experience or suggestions always helps me figure out my stuff.

I think I'm also feeling a little guilty because I'm going to this funeral tonight, and I want my husband to come with me. He's in such a slump that I know it would do him good to get out of his own head and think about how much he has to be grateful for, like that neither of us has flown off a mountainside...that he's alive, loved, strong and healthy (healthier, in fact, than he's been for years).

But it's a funeral. I'm going to support my friend. I wish that my mind didn't automatically go to this self-serving place, or this husband-serving place.

I'm so glad that neither of us has flown off the side of a mountain. I wish so much I could do something for my friend besides give him things to eat and show up at the memorial. I wish I could give him a puppy or a baby or some other warm, loving, beautiful thing...it's gut-wrenching to think of how he must be suffering, and he's such a sweet man.

3 comments:

just another addict said...

"or some other warm, loving, beautiful thing...."
YOU are the above.
Just give him some of yourself; you love. That is what he needs and you have so very much of it to give.
Peace,
Scout

msb said...

No feedback from me. To 101. but just stopped in to enjoy your words. Your friend will enjoy the food i bet.

Wayward Son said...

Just be the meeting pig that you are. I mean, is there anything cuter than a pig? I think not!