The prom has come and gone and all we are left with are vivid memories of a night that had its laughter (Will's dancing: hilarious!!), its poignancy, and its promise. For the most part, I must admit that I had a good time. What a shock. The food was excellent! We had two speakers for the price of one. They weren't my friend Lizzie, but hey, who is? :) Seriously though, They spoke upon the spiritual principles in NA, and how they apply to us. Very enlightening comments from them both. When Paul spoke on intimacy and freedom, I wondered for a brief moment if he had been reading my blog!! Because he spoke directly to me.
After the speaker meeting, the dance got going. Not a whole lot of dancing though. Ok, I admit, I chickened out of that portion of the evening. Oh, I stuck around. But I didn't dance. Hey, baby steps!
The ladies looked absolutely incredible. Lizzie could have stopped traffic at rush hour with that sexy black dress and red hair! Christine looked like a princess in the beautiful white dress she wore. All I can say is WOW. You go girls!!!
The evening was made a lot easier for me because one very special woman allowed me the priveledge of hanging out with her most of the evening. Though I am dissappointed in my limited conversation skills, I did enjoy her company immensely, and meeting her daughter was also a joy! She was SO cute in that dress! And you, Michelle, looked drop dead gorgeous!!
You know, I've been thinking tonight how it is so easy to pigeon hole someone based upon looks or pre-conceived ideas or misunderstandings. I've been guilty of doing this myself. I'll see someone and right away place them in a category. Not always, but it happens occasionally. I have been reminded this past week through getting to see beyond the perception through these blogs, and theirs; and from listening to them, that to do this is cheating yourself out of what could possibly be a great friendship. This one person in particular is owed an apology, and that I will give in person.
Over all, Prom night has to qualify as a success. Maybe that monster got rocked back on his heels a little tonight. One can hope....after that's what this life is all about....experience, strength and HOPE. Till next time...... and thanks for the memories!
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Came over from It's Been a Long Strange Trip.
The AA rally's are the same. Nobody dances!
Welcome to recovery. I am an Al Anon girl and pretty much as f***ed up as they come. I have been working the program for almost 3 years and have found myself having to start again. Powerless. (I hate powerless!) One thing I know to be true, my HP will get me through.
Best of luck to you.
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