There's a boy at the meeting who is about the right age to be my son. He is the nicest, kindest man you could ever hope to meet. He takes everything to heart, makes everything his fault, and feels it deeply, deeply, deeply. I try to tell him every time I see him what a special person I think he is. I think he needs this feedback. He stands there and looks at me like I've tased him. Such an easy kindness on my part! Such an easy gift to give and a heartfelt one at that!
I got a text before the meeting yesterday from the guy I know who expresses a little too much interest and lavishes a little too much attention on the younger women in The Program. His actual behavior has been okay but I've never approved of it. I don't think that kind of attention to women is helpful in the long run - at the very least it keeps them from interacting with . . . you know . . . other women - and I can't imagine that there is a subtext that stresses out his relationship with his wife, despite his insistence that he loves her deeply and is deeply committed to her. SuperK is completely understanding when I share something about my A.A. daughter but she also finds it irritating from time to time. Completely understandable. It makes me peer at my behavior very closely. Sometimes it's not the behavior but the fact that it is attention I've giving to someone else and not to her. Yesterday we picked up a floor mat at the car dealer, had lunch, and did a little outlet mall shopping. It was fun and it was with my wife. It didn't have to be a huge extravaganza - it just needed to be something between the two of us.
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