24 Hour Recovery Connection Part 274
You don't need luck- just be prepared and proactive like you are being and you will be okay. Hang in there- I know this is causing a lot of stress for you but you will get through it!
Good Sunday morning, SR peoples! I hope all are having an enjoyable and sober day. Checking in from Idaho and am up for 24 more hours of freedom!
St. Bridget of Sweden
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bridget_of_Sweden
St. Bridget of Sweden
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bridget_of_Sweden
Good morning neo I just wake insomnia is a killer.
Two dudes roll up to a sobriety check point, Budweisers between their legs. They're plastered, and stand no chance of getting past without getting busted.
They roll up to the cops, the cop peers in, and sees both of them with soggy Bud labels on their foreheads, grinning.
"You two been drinking?"
They smile. "No officer, we're on the patch!"
Good night neo
Two dudes roll up to a sobriety check point, Budweisers between their legs. They're plastered, and stand no chance of getting past without getting busted.
They roll up to the cops, the cop peers in, and sees both of them with soggy Bud labels on their foreheads, grinning.
"You two been drinking?"
They smile. "No officer, we're on the patch!"
Good night neo
Good Sunday
24 more for this alcoholic that is grateful to have you in my life.
Just want to share this today….
A 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud lady, who is fully dressed each morning by eight o’clock, with her hair fashionably coifed and makeup perfectly applied, even though she is legally blind, moved to a nursing home today. Her husband of 70 years recently passed away, making the move necessary.
After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, she smiled sweetly when told her room was ready. As she maneuvered her walker to the elevator, I provided a visual description of her tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on her window. “I love it,” she stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just been presented with a new puppy.
“Mrs. Jones, you haven’t seen the room …. just wait.”
“That doesn’t have anything to do with it,” she replied. “Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time. Whether I like my room or not doesn’t depend on how the furniture is arranged, it’s how I arrange my mind. I already decided to love it. It’s a decision I make every morning when I wake up. I have a choice; I can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no longer work, or get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do. Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open I’ll focus on the new day and all the happy memories I’ve stored away, just for this time in my life.”
She went on to explain, “Old age is like a bank account, you withdraw from what you’ve put in. So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of happiness in the bank account of memories Thank you for your part in filling my Memory bank. I am still depositing.”
And with a smile, she said: “Remember the five simple rules to be happy:
1. Free your heart from hatred.
2. Free your mind from worries.
3. Live simply.
4. Give more.
5. Expect less
24 more for this alcoholic that is grateful to have you in my life.
Just want to share this today….
A 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud lady, who is fully dressed each morning by eight o’clock, with her hair fashionably coifed and makeup perfectly applied, even though she is legally blind, moved to a nursing home today. Her husband of 70 years recently passed away, making the move necessary.
After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, she smiled sweetly when told her room was ready. As she maneuvered her walker to the elevator, I provided a visual description of her tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on her window. “I love it,” she stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just been presented with a new puppy.
“Mrs. Jones, you haven’t seen the room …. just wait.”
“That doesn’t have anything to do with it,” she replied. “Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time. Whether I like my room or not doesn’t depend on how the furniture is arranged, it’s how I arrange my mind. I already decided to love it. It’s a decision I make every morning when I wake up. I have a choice; I can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no longer work, or get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do. Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open I’ll focus on the new day and all the happy memories I’ve stored away, just for this time in my life.”
She went on to explain, “Old age is like a bank account, you withdraw from what you’ve put in. So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of happiness in the bank account of memories Thank you for your part in filling my Memory bank. I am still depositing.”
And with a smile, she said: “Remember the five simple rules to be happy:
1. Free your heart from hatred.
2. Free your mind from worries.
3. Live simply.
4. Give more.
5. Expect less
Leigh- the cake looks goodsome...but
1) What sort of cake is it?
2) What is the filling in it?
Before making serious decisions about life- cake, I must be in needs of specifimications.....
Efra- thank you for the story of the 90 year old lady. And the crappy joke and the nice song. Crappy jokes btw are the best ones.
1) What sort of cake is it?
2) What is the filling in it?
Before making serious decisions about life- cake, I must be in needs of specifimications.....
Efra- thank you for the story of the 90 year old lady. And the crappy joke and the nice song. Crappy jokes btw are the best ones.
Hi Zeppodog , glad to see you again , I have been wondering how you were doing.
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