Answering Other Hearts

2419677635_bd69969e10.jpg“Patience is the companion of wisdom.”
-Saint Augustine

This is the other photo I purchased, taken in 1998 in Florence. I love it and think of it as symbolic of my HP. He serenely observes the clown and the child learning under his watchful eye. He allows them free will. He is there when, or if, they come to him. It has been my experience that He is always waiting patiently for me to seek Him.

Part of seeking, of course, the way we do it in recovery, is sharing our stories and I have been asked by other hearts to share part of mine. Rod and Bobbie both had questions and I am grateful to finally able to answer them.

1. The rules of the game get posted at the beginning.
2. Each player answers the questions about themselves.
3. At the end of the post, the player then tags 5 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know they’ve been tagged and asking them to read your blog.

1. What was I doing 10 years ago.

Trying to get sober. I was on my 2nd of 5 years of probation for grand theft, having stolen something like $3000 from a family member. Some of it covered my bail when I was arrested for drunk driving. The rest of it I drank. I worked for Adecco/TAD Technical services testing printers at Hewlett-Packard.

2. What are 5 things on my ‘to do’ list today?

Spend some quality time with a sponsee.
Take a hike up Hull’s Gulch
Buy groceries.
Call my counselor at Vocational Rehabilitation
Go to a meeting.

3. Snacks I enjoy.

I’m not much of a snacker - but I do love a little pear/walnut/blue cheese on a cracker or a good fig tepenade.

4. Things I would do if I were a billionaire.

a. Expatriate
b. To Italy
c. Where I’d buy a rape and sunflower (seed oil) farm and
d. put in a swimming pool which I’d then fill with
e. Italian boys and
f. David Archuleta

and I would
g. help some young men who, like me, were thrown away by their families, forced into a world they were not prepared for, deprived of an education, deprived of love and guidance, and deprived of the future they had counted on all their lives. because of their sexual orientation. (I have no idea how exactly I’ll accomplish this - it may be a scholarship fund or it may be a more personal project.)
h. Build a theater arts colony - provide space, resources, a stipend, etc. for young talent. \

5. Five bad habits.

Interrupting.
Judging.
Staying up past my bedtime.
Becoming immobilized by fear.
Falling in love with whatever is exactly wrong for me.

6. 5 places I have lived.

Idaho Falls, Idaho
Logan, Utah
Kolstorp, Sweden

San Pedro, California

7. 5 jobs I’ve had.

Cleaned guns at a pawn shop after school.
Window dresser for a women’s clothing store.
Answering service PBX operator
Screen extra/stand-in on Knot’s Landing
Florist.

and finally

8. Five people I’d like to know better, but whom, out of respect and understanding have absolutely NO expectation whatsoever that they will participate,  let alone perpetrate the meme retro-virus/cancer.  To paraphrase the book, cessation of meeming is but a step away from a highly strained and abnormal way of blogging.

Sweet Pea,
Dirty Dishes,
Raanch Dude,
Martha, and
Joe

Now enough of the memes for awhile please unless they are only one question. OK. Right. Love you guys. Talk to you later. Peace out.

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  1. but then we wouldn’t ever have known you knew how to clean a gun and dress a mannequin! thanks for playing along!

  2. While speaking Swedish to Joan Van Ark at 2:00 in the morning!! LOL

  3. thanx for being a sport. sometimes who we were really makes who we are more easily understood..

  4. I did a similar meme a few weeks ago, I am off to retreat for the weekend and will get on it as soon as I return!
    WOW, Knot’s landing, I am impressed!

  5. don’t be. it was my job to basically stand on a piece of tape and tell them when the lights were shining EXACTLY in my eyes

  6. “help some young men who, like me, were thrown away by their families, forced into a world they were not prepared for, deprived of an education, deprived of love and guidance, and deprived of the future they had counted on all their lives. because of their sexual orientation.”

    Out of everything you wrote here, it is the above statement that grabbed at my heart. As a mother, I cannot imagine ever throwing away one of my sons, no matter what choices they made and/or who they were.