Lost Late in Life

Five plus years ago when I started this blog I believed in my heart

placing words on paper void of all the personal details would

somehow be beneficial.

To a high degree I found blogging quite therapeutic.

In addition to my own articles I quite enjoyed participating in

daily / weekly prompts plus the interaction from other bloggers.

Yes, I considered myself an official member of Blogosphere.

And then along came the Pandemic . . .

Life became 10 times more difficult – maintain my sanity being ‘alone’,

I managed to keep busy and adapt to all the constant change.

Mid-may I interacted with an individual who was 6 plus months into AA recovery.

A child of an alcoholic I did my best to help – daily affirmations and texting – all

good – all above board = 100 % genuine.

Then either Facebook malfunctioned or said individual made decision no

more interaction (shut down).

It seems I didn’t take this type of rejection too well and best description of

my own feelings about this situation:

‘evolution of near becoming unglued’.

My entire life’s journey started to play out – the good, the bad and the ugly.

Confused, scared and fairly numb (still functional) I sought out reading material

a sudden need for info on what was happening to me so late in life.

It took awhile and then a book appeared – a book written for me – one all

about my sordid dysfunctional life.

The hard part was to admit to myself – like addicts do in the 12-step program.

It seems I’m a ‘Codependent’ and from time to time I’ll write about

the work I’m doing to overcome and hopefully find peace in my life.

You who I tried to help still follow me on here so I’ll say

Thank you” for sending me down a new path which when

I arrive at the finish line should find me in a better place within

my personal life.

No bitter feelings toward you who I considered a friend rather prayers for

continued success on your own day-to-day journey

God Bless!!