Merry Christmas to All.
We had family over for two days. Needless to say it was exhausting and right now I am in some kind of recovery but not really sure what kind, I am too tired to try and figure it out right now.
Darlene had the idea that it would be good if loaded up some pictures on a memory stick because she had a couple of those digital picture frames and figured it would be good to have old pictures playing on slide show. I began sorting pictures and decided to have one frame showing summer pictures at the beach and water and the other one showing all pictures from past Christmas's.
As I sorted past Christmas pictures I saw the way Alex looked not so long ago. The gaunt paleness of his face. Smiles that I couldn't remember getting any meaning from his face and expression. Sores and scabs visible in pictures, I don't have to explain that picture. I could feel the the hurt scratching just under my skin.
About the time I got all the pictures transferred to a memory stick Alex and family walked in the front door. He and his family all smiles. Tyler anxious to escape the parental grasp and shed his coat so his play and exploration could begin in earnest. Alex trudging in and out of the cold from car to house carrying in food and gifts. The reality of the present slinging those pictures into the past again.
It is so important to recognize and appreciate the truth of the present without running scared from the haunts of the yesterday.
ps.: Here is a link to a blog written by a recovering addict. She is just starting and it is interesting: