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I've been slipping a lot recently, so much that I haven't wanted to post here. It's made me question if I'm authentic about wanting to quit PMO. I started posting at YBR nearly a year ago. I don't want to feel like a fraud, or that I am making no progress, or that I have nothing new to say. I've had to get a few days under my belt to validate posting in this journal.
Now that I'm coming up on a week free, the real work can begin. LTE says that we are always in control. I get that, and ultimately that's what it comes down to. At the same time, I know how easy it can be for things can change in an instant. I cannot honestly say "this time will be different" because I have been here so many times before. All I can realistically do is take one day at a time.
So I have very mixed feelings about the progress I am making (or the lack thereof). Enough about that, for now.
Just got back from 3 days away visiting the extended family. We stayed in a small town in a house with no internet, and although it would have been easy to visit an internet cafe to catch up with email, etc., (I deliberately don't own a smart phone), I enjoyed being offline for 3 days. Being away like that is one of my favorite lessons that I don't miss not having the internet. I will enjoy having the same lesson again in a few months from now, when we all meet up again at the same place for another weekend.
My father has been unwell for about a year now. Last year he accepted that he would never drive again and sold his car. This weekend he offered one of his motorcycles (his pride and joy) to my brother and I. The offer was made with the warmest of intentions: if either of us would get pleasure or enjoyment from having it, he would be delighted to pass it on. I will be declining the offer. I used to love to ride, but I haven't owned a motorcycle or ridden regularly for about 20 years, now. This particular motorcycle is an old bike, and it's not my thing to spend evenings and weekends tinkering with it to keep it running. The motorcycle represents hope that my father will ride again. Once it is gone, so is the hope. Yet, I admire him for facing the facts and making the decision to move on with life.
Now that I'm coming up on a week free, the real work can begin. LTE says that we are always in control. I get that, and ultimately that's what it comes down to. At the same time, I know how easy it can be for things can change in an instant. I cannot honestly say "this time will be different" because I have been here so many times before. All I can realistically do is take one day at a time.
So I have very mixed feelings about the progress I am making (or the lack thereof). Enough about that, for now.
Just got back from 3 days away visiting the extended family. We stayed in a small town in a house with no internet, and although it would have been easy to visit an internet cafe to catch up with email, etc., (I deliberately don't own a smart phone), I enjoyed being offline for 3 days. Being away like that is one of my favorite lessons that I don't miss not having the internet. I will enjoy having the same lesson again in a few months from now, when we all meet up again at the same place for another weekend.
My father has been unwell for about a year now. Last year he accepted that he would never drive again and sold his car. This weekend he offered one of his motorcycles (his pride and joy) to my brother and I. The offer was made with the warmest of intentions: if either of us would get pleasure or enjoyment from having it, he would be delighted to pass it on. I will be declining the offer. I used to love to ride, but I haven't owned a motorcycle or ridden regularly for about 20 years, now. This particular motorcycle is an old bike, and it's not my thing to spend evenings and weekends tinkering with it to keep it running. The motorcycle represents hope that my father will ride again. Once it is gone, so is the hope. Yet, I admire him for facing the facts and making the decision to move on with life.