Until We Meet Again!

About an hour ago, my mother and step-father departed Fort Worth for Yoakum.  Yes, it was time to say our good-byes, give hugs, and wish each other good health and many blessings.  Such bittersweet sorrow!  Unfortunately, I don't have the kind of relationships here as I do with friends and family who live elsewhere.  It is only when they visit me do I have any kindred feelings of connected-ness with humanity.  None of us lead very entertaining lifestyles, but we did manage to fellowship over food, as well as to visit two museums.  Of course I also brought them to my favorite spot in Fort Worth, the coffee shop Buon Giorno.  As part of their visit, they brought the last of the material possessions I had stored in their attic.  This allowed for final closure to a bleak spot in my personal life that occurred many years ago.  I can now mentally and emotionally move on.  Later on this evening, I will also celebrate my eleventh sobriety birthday at The Southwest Group.  Even though I hardly ever attend A. A. meetings anymore, I do make a few a year including birthday night when I pick up the corresponding year's chip.  I had thought about simply picking up the medallion and then leaving, but Mom encouraged me to stick around for the social aspect of the festivities.  Maybe I'll see a few faces I haven't seen in a while.  What a great conclusion to a wonderful weekend spent with family.

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