The Meeting

I'll go so far as to admit I was excited as a little kid anticipating Christmas while scared at the same time.  After all, she knew some of my deepest darkest secrets.  Course I knew a few of hers, but she is one of my heros as one who seems a tad more experienced in all this - at least when it comes to seeking recovery.  And I was meeting her today.  What if she didn't like me?  What if it was awkward?  What if we couldn't find anything to talk about ?  The what if's flew through my head.  It was the first time I was reaching out to a stranger in the online world who knew the secret of addiction that plagued my existence.

And guess what.  I had nothing to fear.  It was soo awesome.  Over Chinese she ended probably hearing way more than she wanted to hear.  She kept asking questions though - I would answer one & before I could ask her one - she would fire off with another.  For me - it was an answer to prayers.  Two weeks without counseling has been hard and it was such a natural conversation.  I knew she got it.  There was no judgement or looks of horror or shock and no pity - just nods in agreement and comments reminding me that she totally knew what I was referring to.

After the last 2 weeks I have had this was a HUGE ray of beauty in my monotony & feeling of isolation.  And proof that the Lord is mindful of me.

The only thing that could have made it any better was me not forgetting to get a pic of us together and consuming some chocolate with her.  Maybe next time.