I would like to thank all of you who sent Christmas cards and care packages to us at the Miricales in Progress recovery house. Your support ment so mutch to all of us. As Christmas aproched I was feeling so alone and was sarting to feel aleinanted for the rest of the world. Most of my familey and friends are dead. I can count the rest on one hand. I was seriously depressed. Then one day the card came and the next day they stared pouring in. And it continued more and more. I recieved over 100 cards. I haven't had this many all my life. You don't know me .....but you love me. Unconditionaly and without reason. Thank you. Thank you for showing me people do care, that the spirit of Christmas isn't lost and beat down by materalism and corporations feeding off people's wallets and putting people in dept. Thank you for be willing to do for me what I can't do for myself....love me. You prove the fact that who we are esotericly is not what most of socitey sterotypes as. Your love and kindness has rained down apon me. It has flooded around me and drowned out my sorrows. And now the cards have stoped and tide is receiding. But my pain is washed away and I am at .....Peace.
Welcome to MIP. It's a great place to be and I have so many friends here. It really does help and adds a super quality to my sobriety along with face-to-face meetings.
It's great to see you here. Please keep coming back and letting us know how it is going for you, won't you?
Take care,
Carol
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Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind. ~Dr. Seuss
