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what a freaking understatement. it took me fifteen years to let go of what i **thought** my spiritual path **should be,** and start the walk on the one that it was always meant to be. i have written about that journey more than once, but when i could dip into the void this morning, what kept bubbling up was not regret but a bit of joy and assurance that my journey to find my path, was exactly the detour this addict needed to trod upon.
as i sat this morning, my mind kept wandering to what this day was bringing me and the gifts i have to offer those in my life, today. i get to put on a suit and tie and carry my uncle to his funeral mass and to his final resting spot and as i consider that, i see that it is an honor. i was joking with my cousins that when i was asked i was not quick enough with an excuse to “get out” being a pall bearer, the reality, however, is that i saw it as something that i wanted and needed to do, as this is my family.
responsibility beckons, so i will say that i hope i am not struck by lightening when i walk into a Catholic church this morning 🤣 and i can be a part of the celebration of my Uncle Dick's life, just for today.

∞ DT ∞