You know how you plan things and they fall apart? I think Linda's plan of our going to Montgomery together for the area assembly just bit the dust. I had thought for some time it would. My inner voice was talking to me a lot yesterday. It said that I was not going to Montgomery because I would be needed for something here. Not sure what's coming but it's going to be quiet and monumental. I feel sure of it.

Kenny called yesterday morning very early and we talked for about an hour. If I could get to Oregon at the end of this month, I'd go to his pot luck party. I have a feeling that we are going to meet eventually. We've got too much in common. I think I may have an adopted brother here. I'm eternally grateful that he came along when he did. I was at the end of my rope this summer and he was one of those who kept me trudging along. I feel like I owe him something for that. One good thing came out of being send a flier with directions to his house. I now have his address. I can send him a Halloween card.

I'm surprised that Joey hasn't written back after I wrote to him. Maybe he's finally got the picture of how much I've changed. Hopefully it's not the start of another war between us. I hate being at odds with anyone, especially him. He can be quite cruel when he gets angry. But I have options. I can end the letter writing with the last one I sent. I have no obligation to continue writing to him.

I've missed every meeting my home group has had this week. I just haven't felt like going. I got one in on Monday in Lawrenceburg, I had a therapy session on Tuesday at Centerstone, I was in RCIA class with the deacon on Wednesday and I've been in contact with various ones in my on-line group including the phone conversation with Kenny. I think I've had some pretty beneficial meetings. I don't feel slighted at all.