Drunkless™ Audio Blog
I hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving! It sure looked like it on all the posts I've been seeing. We're glad to see people spending time with friends and family, regardless as to wether or not it is a holiday. It's part of taking care of ourselves, and we're big on that here.
Speaking of which, Rose Lockinger has asked me to let her readers know that she's not going to be putting up a post this week. Like everyone in the world, sometimes we just have to empty our plate, kick back, and let it digest a bit. Kind of hard to do sometimes, but it is something that needs to be done, it's much healthier if we do.
So that's what Rose is doing -- taking care of personal business. I can't get into details, that's for her to discuss, but she did want me to let everyone know that she wasn't going to post a blog for Drunkless this week. We're just glad she's taking care of herself and her needs.
I don't know about anyone else, but that's not always an easy task for me to do. I mean, it's either just flat out difficult to do it, get started, or follow through, or it's simply that the task at hand is a difficult one to deal with in life. Make sense?
For instance, sometimes, I just don't want to do the dishes, wash the clothes, mow the lawn, or go to the meeting. Blah. But I know it needs done. Other times, it's more difficult than that. Perhaps I don't want to face the judge or go see my boss, or go to the family reunion or talk to a friend. Or perhaps, it's hard to sit with emotions that flood us with the loss of a loved one.
It's been kind of like that for me, lately. My wife passed away July 16, 2009. That's almos seven and a half years ago. Lately, she's been on my mind, and I've had people who don't even know each other talk about her. Maybe it's coincidence, maybe it's that time of year, maybe she or "god" is trying to say something -- or maybe it is just time to sit with it for a while.
I find myself working harder and harder at Drunkless or other parts of recovery, but I don't normally notice until I say, "I'm too busy to [whatever], maybe later." Then it hits me...
"Maybe you're not taking care of yourself, Scott." my Inner Voice says.
Maybe I'm not. Maybe I'm just tired and don't want to think about my late wife... maybe I'll remember too much...
I've been sick these last five days. Very sick. i'm not "normally" sick, but this year, in the last five or six weeks, I've been hit with four different illnesses. That's never happened before in my life. My plate is full, and as I am writing this, I'm beginning to wonder if maybe I'm burying myself just a little too much, to "run" or to "hide" from whatever it is that's lurking over my mind's shoulder.
I guess maybe I should take heed with the examples i've been given by some of my other bloggers and podcasters. Perhaps it's time for some "shut-up, sit down, and sit with yourself" dinner. Time to empty my plate, and the only way to eat that elephant is one bite at a time.
I didn't know there was such a thing as Thanksgiving Elephant.
Now where's my knife and fork? I've got a lot of work ahead of me...