Hello, 'tis I, sorta girlfriend to the biggest convaluted part-time Dubby in the world. All is calm on the shores of complicationville, and I have the baby at the end of June. Well now, Boyfriend's family has stabilized and he is not attending meetings or study regularly anymore. It's warm out, and he just bought a new bike a few months ago. He also bought a new expensive american sports car. To quote the amazing Eckhart Tolle "Man made God in his own image." He saw something shiny and found a new idol for the time being. Besides the baby he has a zillion other projects going on, he's in a good mood, and evidently not feeling guilty enough to go to meetings unless a family member asks. No talk of religion in nearly a month. My father has been put on "Dub Patrol" for my hospital stay though. If people want to come and see my baby, thats fine, but no Watchtowers allowed. Same thing for my coming home, still doped up on meds, days. But BF knows me well enough to know to tell them back off, she's intelligent, vicious, and has stitches.
I quoted Eckhart Tolle, I've whole heartly bit into his work. He's amazing. It makes TO much sense. He's also teaching me not to resist and be tolerable of the situation. It takes work, though. I hope one day my Rubba Dub will see that God is far to concerned with other things then to be a dirty old pervert, riding a thunder cloud, peeking under bed sheets, and only conversing with a few old men in Brooklyn, NY.