Is God a Grandparent??

My young grandson was here for supper. He ate one egg, four bacon strips and a pancake. He is four going on forty and helps me to stay young. I lost at marbles. I have had plenty of practice as I have lost my marbles years ago. His happy smile warmed my universe. Why is it that such a small hand holding mine makes me feel so big.? Why does he think that I am all knowing and wise? I am trying so hard to make his thoughts reality. I never was able to live with reality and now I am trying to create it and fashion it for someone else and this feels right. Is this what God feels?

People from these pages have reached out to me. I am overwhelmed by the support and encouragement I have received. Some people have existed with the same disease I contend with daily and others are just starting their recovery. I need both. I have been there and know the feeling of need. I have had every atom in my body scream for the blood of the bottle. My Vampire was alcoholism and I lived in the states of fear , self loathing and denial. My recovery has been an unexplained and unearned gift that I do not question. Why me I used to query: now I answer WHY NOT !!!!!

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