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I had to smile broadly at your friend's advice: "If he is passed out on the lawn, leave him there, but love him enough to turn off the automatic sprinklers." Reminds me of an incident that happened several years ago. I came home one fine day to find A passed out on the lawn. Really! This was at the beginning of my struggle, and I was not only aghast, but embarrassed and worried. I hurried to my best friend, who just happens to be a recovering alcoholic. Sober 15 years now. She said, and I quote, "Can you walk around him or step over him?" I began to laugh, and I have never forgotten this bit of "advice." I left him there, face down, and went about my business. I am continuing to learn from that one sentence. For the most part I can "step over" or "walk around" whatever comes my way. SOmetimes it takes a little while, but I come shining through.
I will always be grateful to my dear friend Becks who made a lasting impression with a few well-chosen words delivered with a straight face.
Best wishes to all,
Diva
-- Edited by Diva on Thursday 1st of July 2010 08:49:43 AM
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Here in Louisiana - healthy compassion would be to lightly spray him with a little bug repellant so the skeeters won't eat him alive ~ (not to be givin ya any ideas or anything ok?)
Love this place always gives me a reason to smile!
HUGS to all, Rita
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Awesome! Thank you so much for sharing. Brought back memories of A spending nights in his car passed out. What I always wondered about was how does he make it all the way into the driveway but as soon as he parks he passes out? I did cover him with a blanket once.
I have to smile... I did the same thing with my AH this past winter. He was out cold on the floor by the bed, I covered him with a blanket, climbed over him, and went to bed myself. That too, was the start of recovery for me...