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RockOn · 07-18-2010, 05:38 AM

I was six years old. One day in particular when my grandmother let me play in the rain. There was not a thunderstorm going on or any lightening so it was not dangerous. At my request, she fixed me up with my blue towel "Superman Cape" and let me go out in the rain and play. When I was little, I was always thinking I was a cowboy (i.e. Lone Ranger, Roy Rogers, etc.) , a secret agent or an action figure. (action figure like Superman, GI Joe, etc.) And who was the TV cowboy good guy who had the beautiful horse with the blond mane named Champ??? I was him too. In these fantasies, I always got to be with the girl. LOL!

I tell you, I dearly loved my grandmother. She was dependable in that I always knew what she said to me was the truth. I could count on that every single time. I stayed with her a lot when I was little. Both my parents were alcoholic. I sincerely do not believe the poor souls knew fact from fiction. They did the best they could considering the circumstances. I indulged myself in the same addiction from teens until I was in my early thirties - 30 or 31. Then I had a moment of clarity one day where I saw I was becoming just like them. I did not like what I saw. I am one of the fortunate ones who sought and found recovery. A lot of people who are afflicted with this never make it into recovery. I am eternally thankful for it. Out of my many, many blessings, this one is the most valuable and I have a truly thankful heart for it - now and forever. I will always protect it.

This pleasant childhood memory I described here is not my favorite childhood memory but is certainly a high-ranker. I had forgotten about it until yesterday when I played in the rain with my dog.

It is neat how things long forgotten will suddenly get triggered and come into your memory.

Was this too much information? LOL! It is all good today - one day at a time.

EDIT:
I am a big cut-up, love to joke, play and laugh but my sobriety is something I hold in high regards and take very seriously. It is totally my responsibility and only mine ... to keep it in a safe place. I am thoroughly experienced in doing this very thing ... and I really would not want it any other way. *grin*

Man, I need a second cup of coffee.

Peace.

07-18-2010, 05:38 AM	#106
RockOn Senior Member How Do You Identify?: sitting over there ----->>>>> :) Preferred Pronoun?: .... Relationship Status: .... Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: .... Posts: 3,522 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 9,081 Thanked 10,304 Times in 2,610 Posts Rep Power: 21474855	one favorite childhood memory I was six years old. One day in particular when my grandmother let me play in the rain. There was not a thunderstorm going on or any lightening so it was not dangerous. At my request, she fixed me up with my blue towel "Superman Cape" and let me go out in the rain and play. When I was little, I was always thinking I was a cowboy (i.e. Lone Ranger, Roy Rogers, etc.) , a secret agent or an action figure. (action figure like Superman, GI Joe, etc.) And who was the TV cowboy good guy who had the beautiful horse with the blond mane named Champ??? I was him too. In these fantasies, I always got to be with the girl. LOL! I tell you, I dearly loved my grandmother. She was dependable in that I always knew what she said to me was the truth. I could count on that every single time. I stayed with her a lot when I was little. Both my parents were alcoholic. I sincerely do not believe the poor souls knew fact from fiction. They did the best they could considering the circumstances. I indulged myself in the same addiction from teens until I was in my early thirties - 30 or 31. Then I had a moment of clarity one day where I saw I was becoming just like them. I did not like what I saw. I am one of the fortunate ones who sought and found recovery. A lot of people who are afflicted with this never make it into recovery. I am eternally thankful for it. Out of my many, many blessings, this one is the most valuable and I have a truly thankful heart for it - now and forever. I will always protect it. This pleasant childhood memory I described here is not my favorite childhood memory but is certainly a high-ranker. I had forgotten about it until yesterday when I played in the rain with my dog. It is neat how things long forgotten will suddenly get triggered and come into your memory. Was this too much information? LOL! It is all good today - one day at a time. EDIT: I am a big cut-up, love to joke, play and laugh but my sobriety is something I hold in high regards and take very seriously. It is totally my responsibility and only mine ... to keep it in a safe place. I am thoroughly experienced in doing this very thing ... and I really would not want it any other way. grin Man, I need a second cup of coffee. Peace.