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My sobriety anniversary is very important to me and it’s coming up here soon, but it doesn’t quite move me the same way December 13th does. December 13th, today, happens also to be my birthday, but my God, I’m 44 years old. My “birthday” is not really a big deal anymore. No, the anniversary I [...]
Tonight I witnessed one of the greatest acts of faith and willingness I’ve ever seen in someone new to recovery. I don’t even know what word describes how I feel. Fulfilled. Grateful. Sruprised, Happy. Blessed. I don’t know. Full. I feel full.
I’ve been spending more time with the Cheerleader lately and I’ve been doing it [...]
Not because of a bill or anything. It’s included in the rent, so they must be doing some kind of repair or something, but the fact remains my water is turned off. And I haven’t showered. And I’m supposed to be at work in half an hour. I just this second remembered that I have [...]
I didn’t have to work yesterday and I got up pretty early with the intention of getting a bunch of chores done. By 10 o’clock I realized that unless I got up and left the house for awhile that nothing was going to get done, There is a Sunday morning meeting here that is very [...]
I wrote a post over at the Second Road the other day about the hurdles we face in finding the Higher Power of 12 step programs. The idea for the post came from a conversation I had with a friend a few nights ago wherein he told me that the only ‘God’ he was willing [...]
“School and work are fine – and that is what we do between meetings”
Karl M., Covina, CA
“Why do we have to listen to the same people tell the same stories at every meeting?” Norman leaned over and asked me that at a meeting last night. He’s right, of course. We hear the same people share [...]
“Nevertheless the foundation of God standeth sure; having this seal,
The Lord knoweth them that are his.”
Timothy 2;19
If the meeting I was at last night was the first AA meeting I had ever been to, I am quite sure I would have ran out the back door and never returned. Perhaps I should lower my [...]
“Forty-six now and dying by inches, I finally see how our lives align at the core, if not in the sorry details. I still shiver with a kind of astonished delight when a brother or sister tells of that narrow escape from the coffin world of the closet. ‘Yes yes yes,’ goes a voice in [...]
There is a light at the end of the tunnel.
The light is not an illusion.
The tunnel is.
-unknown
I noticed this sign above the door of a meeting I occasionally go to and it just struck me. It seemed profound enough, but it wasn’t till I woke up this morning and read Sweet Pea’s post where [...]
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