The tool had a problem with it. I returned it.
I drove my Jeep through deep mud and shallow puddles yesterday. I had been wanting to wash it, and meditation instead led to an experience that did more for joy, freedom and my recovery.
Recovery in Al-Anon, here, through DV recovery support centers, etc. has been with every mile driven, every moment listening, every word I learned to use my voice with.
It's a new day. I'm glad to be alive. I appreciate SR. I appreciate this Leap Year day. I appreciate the good in life. I appreciate peace, harmony and clarity.
