I Build Things

by Don
(Hardy, Arizona, USA)

My dog helping me build my deck

My dog helping me build my deck

I build things - too - it gets me focussed on other things: 
I am restoring an old cabin that I live in. I find it great to see a project completed - my deck is especially ego boosting. Each piece of wood is specially cut to fit my design - which took a lot of concentration. Also - helping others helps me realize that we all have problems. I attend AA meetings weekly and the 12 steps helps me realize that it was not fault, and the best course of action is healing the past and forgiving the person that harmed you. Not easy to forgive, but the only ways to become a happy person is forgiveness.


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