Sparkling sunshine and sixty-three degrees are responsible for the spring in my step today. I can't get that "Happy" song by Pharrell Williams out of my head either. I think that has to do with getting on the scales this morning. I seem to have a pattern. I will be at a certain weight ( number) and then it will go down a number and the next day back up again for a few days and then down until it settles there. This morning I skipped a whole number! I've been going to Weight Watchers for four weeks....actually five but four weeks of weigh-ins and I've only lost 7.2 lbs. I know it is respectable but skipping a whole number is pretty cool when it's been slow progress.
The Son had been doing really well until the weekend and we saw a slip. Granted, he has never given up alcohol altogether so it was/is inevitable. But, it brings you back to those old fear and worry places. The Dad is having a particularly tough time with the anxiety it brings. It's hard to detach from worry when he is worrying so. I need to distance myself from it and he wears it all over his face. I guess we are both at different places in our journey.
Big Sister is having panic attacks over finances. She is now financially independent, at least until she goes to grad school in the fall. She is about to begin some research with a professor from her undergrad program and she has to spend money to register the research. She has application fees for grad schools, she has to be a bridesmaid in a friend's wedding.........It seems unending sometimes.
Some of my "birdies" from the Homeward Bound program are out and taking steps to life outside. They are a little like my scales...up and down until they settle one way or another. They help me learn to manage expectation. I catch myself getting tied up in their progress. The new class is really going well. Each class seems to carry it's own tone. This class is an eager one for healthy change. Investing yourself into the cause of addiction is very difficult when you aren't that great with slow change. I guess God is teaching me patience.
Hoping you are all doing well. Oh, the title came from my Al Anon meeting last night. I loved it. Praying for all of you.