Tomorrow I will pick up a chip. What I have been thinking about lately is that I'm becoming a member of some families. There is a gathering on Memorial Day Sunday that I would just as soon miss but I have history with these folks and I think that I must go. AA meetings do not feel like home to me yet but I go anyway, mostly because I care about what is happening even though I do not particularly feel like I belong.
I have a new work situation and watch my reactions to others, I spend more time with the three that I'm seated than with anyone else in my life. My church counts me as a member whether I like it or not. There are expectations and I suppose there must be gifts though it is not always clear to me.
The common denominator is me and my attitude with others who are in the same pocket. Just as in my birth family, I feel different and judgemental. But, a step at a time, I see that they are my family and I am bound to them. As someone I know sometimes says, the frozen wall around my heart is beginning to soften.
That's what's good about today.
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