life in clifton
So it's October 1st and I actually said, "Rabbit,Rabbit" at 2a.m. before I got out of bed so let's see what good luck comes my way this month. Today Steve celebrates 24 years of sobriety. Tomorrow marks four years since Chuck died. Thursday I have an interview at the hospital and Friday it's Missy's second birthday and Marissa takes her road test. The 22nd is Em and Shawn's first wedding anniversary and the 27th is Tara's 21st birthday. Wow!!!! This month promises many gifts and emotional events. I saw Tara on Friday and she was so sick. It made me worry. Saw Em, Shawn, and Watson yesterday. Our freezer broke so Em and Shawn had to eat the top layer of their wedding cake early. Yesterday I also attended a church group on facilitating small groups. We broke out into small groups and had to share a positive spiritual experience. I chose to share about David's accident because in reality it was a time in which all I had was faith. You could hear a pin drop as I spoke and then they passed around Kleenex. I fully realized how much I've grown because I wasn't always able to speak in front of a group , let alone motivate them. I've received two thank you cards this week from people I simply listened to and offered an empathetic ear. Listening is a lost art. I'm also thinking about the approahing December 9th date and it saddens me on so many levels. I'm sad for the loss of Tim and I'm sad for the lessons lost. I find these words going through my head as a common theme today," Last night I had a crazy dream. A wish was granted just for me, it could be for anything. I didn't ask for money or a mansion in Malibu, I simply asked for One more day with you."Here's the point.... It simply doesn't matter what posessions you have or how much money you earn. What matters is the hearts you touch. The memories you make. This is your legacy. It is indeed a GOOD DAY TO LIVE MACDOUGAL!!!!!!!