On the way home from CoDA
Monday night I passed under a street light that as I got under it, it got
brighter.

I was reminded of the joke about the man that was looking for a quarter under a street light. Another man stopped to help him look and after looking for awhile asked the man if he was sure that he had lost it there, since they couldn’t find hide nor hair of the quarter there under the street light. The first man told the second man that “No, he hadn’t lost the quarter here, he had lost it down the street, but there was no street light there so he was looking under the street light ’cause it was easier to see here under the light.”

 I think that recovery, at least for me, is like looking for a lost quarter…

It is easier to see under the street light but I know I have to look for my quarter
where I lost it….. in the dark.

Beverly V.
June 19, 2001