Bear Buffet.

Elsewhere in this blog, I mentioned a phrase I quite like:
"Some days you eat the bear; some days, the bear eats you."

Today was a day during which the bear was dining upon me a morsel at a time - an ear at breakfast, then he went and had a bit of a nap. Came back mid-morning and gnawed off a hand, went for a swim....had a really good dinner on my left leg and half my torso, then off to his den for a good night's sleep.

I was so grateful it was a meeting night - my sponsor took one look at me, and grinned in empathethic communion, no words necessary. After the excellent meeting, I was restored in all my bits and pieces, ready for the next time I'm on the menu.
I don't know what I'd do without this wonderful program - scream a lot louder and disturb the birds, most likely.

Al-Anon allows me to know in my innermost soul that even bears get full at some point - this too shall pass.