Day 363 -366, Tuesday - Friday, 05 -08 May 2009

Yesterday was a year of starting this journal. It has been an eventful one. A facing of oneself half a century into one's life. A painful time. A time of growth. A time of hope. A time of learning. A time of faith.

On Wednesday, after speaking to my sponsor, I decided to pray. Of course I had to kneel and the best place I could find, after evacuating the Church ground I so often visit for lunch and respite, was the Church, a place that hadn't crossed my mind as a place of refuge even when situated 200 meters from my work place.

It was cool and quite. Only 2 others seated. I found a spot and sat. Tears welled up in my eyes. I had not been in a Church of my own accord for years. The sun was shining outside. I felt peace. I knelt and prayed. I felt in my heart the pain and yearning straining to be free. I had to control my emotions. Couldn't possibly walk back into the work place with puffy red eyes.

I resolved to visit as often as I could.