Thursday, September 2, 2010
"As a self-supported retiree in good health and living in a place that seems like a paradise to me, it seems obvious that there is nothing in my life or this part of the world that I can't just accept, and I know that I am most content when I can do this. There is nothing in this town I wish wasn't, nothing not here that I wish was, and the weather is great.
"But then I find myself looking around and finding a few things wanting, or reading the local paper which seems to be a forum for malcontents, and the simple serenity I find in acceptance loses a bit of its shine.I'm remined of a story about an Irishman who seemed to be super critical of everything. A drinking buddy gazed at this man in his coffin at his wake and said,"Poor Paddy! He won't like Heaven."
From Guest Blogger: Alcoholic in Recovery.