Addiction

Well I would really like to tell you a story about an experience I had as a child of 4 years old. It is a part of me.What endeared me to the strawberry was this. I went with my grandmother to visit my great-grandmother in the country. She lived in a 2 room shack and the presence of this place was so filled with love.Big warm hugs from my ma papa The wood floors were worn with the many footsteps of children. My ma-g. grandmother raised up 12 children in that little house. But outside was an even greater treasure.A strawberry patch with the biggest strawberries i had ever seen.The grass was beginning to warm from a morning sun and the dew shimmered atop the strawberry. Love was here. I called to my grand mother and asked permission to pick a few and as I did i knew I was embarking on some feeling never yet experienced.As i stooped I saw the first berry I would put to my lips; it was warm, I took a bite, It was sweet and I held it out in front of my eyes; it was so pretty too. I my felt enveloped in a sea of happiness. Oh, now I know, it was God holding me in his hands. That experience sent me on my quest for God. What a gift he gave me that sunny morning.In later years it led me to write my "Ode to a Strawberry" Hope you get the same vision.Love















I am a drug addict and an alcoholic and I denied it for 23 years. Somehow at the time the easy way was to fill that hole with drugs or alcohol, then I didn't have to go to all the trouble of really getting help.It has come time.Once I surrendered and I do everyday, my life is filled with real stuff God offers me or anyone of us. I have spent a lot of my life caring for others. I am blessed.by life experiences. I value personal freedom because I need a place to be free, to fly and to speak kindly about others. Sometimes people are suffering and we don't see it. Stay open, Listen.
That is good for me. Everybody needs somebody. I am happy to be alive and after all we might as well enjoy ourselves: we are old enough.


Some funny pics.

Going to NA meetings
When I think of someone special and they call me right that second,That my children grew up to be kind and generous, rainy springtime days when the wind blows the scent of new flowers through my windows, I like my sensitivity and going to the park to visit my swing, who waits patiently until the weather is just right. Then I jump on old swingy and swing away to the sun and the moon and to God.Mother's loving and comforting their children. Being Fair.and last but certainly not least:A warm ,juicy strawberry.

When people yell at their children or treat them badly, Bullys-how much they ruin a kids life,
Sometimes people refuse to grow they get stuck;I don,t like that.When I am careless, do things too fast make stupid mistakes that affect alot of
people.

I'm a Dean Koontz fan, As A Man Thinketh, I read it when I was 16.
False Memory was great,I have read them all except for his newest one.I read all of Stephen King In 1992, and The Davinci Code and Digital Fortress by Dan Brown. .

The Five People You Meet In Heaven, Brother Son, Sister Moon,Something About Mary,Stuart Little,
James and the Giant Peach,James Bond anything, Oceans Eleven,The Fly, A Beautiful Mind, To Sir With Love,Across the universe.

I love to hike,canoe, cross-country ski,dance music-of all kinds, reading, writing, swimming and boxing.I love Flamenco music and have taken lessons to learn the dance-it is passionate.

Old Skool Punx
Recovery Happens	~~Twice As Twisted~~