I happened to be reading an old text on my cell when my mom called me today at work: I'm so glad I caught the call: she was crying. She had just opened her gift box and found the BOSE WAVE II radio inside. She was 'blown away'.
Now that friends is a great gift given to me by my Higher Power and Sobriety through the program: able to coordinate with cousins in Australia and buy my mom a fancy schmancey radio she's been wanting for some time.
It cost a lot of money and it was totally so worth it I'm already trying to figure out what to get her next year.
:)
I've decided to go with the spirit of the day and give myself a treat: I'm going to ask that gal to be my friend. Whatever she says, I need to do this.
I am not a coward, and I do not back away from a fight. What is the fight? The fight to meet decent people in this cultural desert and keep them in my life at all costs.
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How wonderful you were able to do that for your mother!
And from what I can tell, anyone you asked to be your friend should be happy to oblige. But I know the asking is the scariest part.
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