Susan,
It was great seeing you the other day, and even better to know how you and Bob made the years with one another. I’m going to send a picture, if I could ever figure out the scanner, of you… and I have another one of Bob when he ran the kitchen.
My experience from Sunday was immeasurable- it was a gift, a return to where it all began, and in a way, a trip back home. So much happened to me while I lived there. I grew from something; emerged from an image and well, it did more than just help me get sober.
You know, when we all had to leave, I remember Tony “ringing the bell” and we gathered in the dining room. What stuck in my head was Bob telling us, “Some of you might relapse”
I think that was when reality hit me- that I needed this thing of ours in order to survive. Nevertheless, thru it all I stayed sober. But my relapse 6 months after leaving was no surprise. Nor does it seem like a surprise now, how so many fell off as soon as they left. almost 18 years later, I’m still sober
Sunday was like a return to my own personal Mecca. I needed to see you, Bob, and the rest. It was great to see my Family again…
Oh, and as far as the writing. It could be something for me one day… it could be nothing. I have been published, but I would never repeat the same process as last time. I was more excited that somebody wanted something I wrote. My voice was underdeveloped and sentence structure was rough, at best.
But… A great writer once said in an interview, “You can always do what you love. Doesn’t mean anyone is going to pay you for it. But no one can stop you”
I liked that..
I’ll send you what I wrote when I came back from my visit
Again, thank you,,,
B. K.
PS. Tell Robin I’m sorry I missed her and that I remember her earth science classes with a smile!
Grateful for Growth