Wednesday, September 5, 2012
The Scene Of A Crime....
A very early morning once again and no real sleep to speak of. I am headed out for some exercise in the pre-dawn dakness.
My son Ian is getting married Saturday and that has really started the old memory wheels a-turning. Yes all the old cliche's apply..."where did the time go" and "how fast they grow up".
Oddly I feel pretty comfortable...I have more weirdness about going back to Holland for the weekend then to actually attending the wedding...I have a lot of bad memories I still carry from that place...in many ways it is like returning to the scene of a crime.
But in reality it is the place where I finally found freedom, one day at a time from my addiction and for that reason I shall ALWAYS be grateful!