Your message finished off my day in grand style.  I volunteered at the high 
school after lunch.  Spent lunch with a pigeon whom I love dearly.  Took my 
grandson to a quilt show after  school and watched his face light up when he 
recognised a pattern.  Then went to my regular f2f meeting at which there 
were two birthdays a 5 and a 7.  It was a warm and loving meeting with some 
pretty deep caring shares.  I came home higher than a kite with joy and 
happiness.  Then, here you are, just when my back starts to become so sore 
that it impinges on my consciousness (again) and I begin to worry about 
getting out to meetings in the winter, reminding me that where and how I live 
today is a zillion miles from day 1.  As big Bruce used to say.  "Look kiddo, 
anything more than a roof and three squares is pure luxury. 
Qwitcherbellyakin!"  Why am I fretting over getting out to meetings in the 
winter when it's warm today and - barring a power outage - this meeting is 
always available.   Thanks.  I've saved your post for reading on downer days. 
 Hope your health gets better.  Living in pain is not a good way to go.  
Often my family reminds me that I have two alternatives.  Live with the pain 
or be worm doodoo.  Puts it perspective eh?   Well, I guess if we keep our 
chins up, we'll get there.
 
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