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Grapevine : August 2010
ment. During my incredibly un- pleasant detox, I was awake late one night. I found myself sobbing again. And I looked up at the sky through the window and said, "Please, please, just let me know he's OK." A great feeling overtook me, running from the back of my head, down my back, and into my legs. I knew at that very moment that not only did I believe in God, but that my friend was OK. After a week in treatment, they took us to AA meetings. Unlike that first one I'd attended, I listened. And I still do to this day: I listen with an open mind and never get out of my chair until the closing prayer. Work- ing the Twelve Steps with a caring, compassionate and honest sponsor has taught me how to live. I had no life whatsoever before Alcoholics Anonymous. Today, I can enjoy life to the fullest. A lot of my high school friends say to me, "But you're missing out. The par- ties are better than ever." I simply laugh and tell them, "When I got sober, the party just got started." And it truly has. I enjoy life today because I do whatever is asked of me in AA. I've been able to make amends to my friend's mom. I have returned to school and do well be- cause I actually go to class. When I hear a newcomer fresh off a drunk, I will talk to him after a meeting. I know that feeling, and I need to remember it. For if I get al- coholic amnesia and forget what li- quor does to me, I know I very well may end up dead. I turned 21 years of age in Alcoholics Anonymous and didn't find it necessary to take a drink on my birthday. Truly, life is worth living today. I realize now that God's will for me is to help the alcoholic who still suf- fers. I know that if I want to stay right where I am---sober, that is---I need to keep on moving. And I move today with a God of my own under- standing working in my life. I realize today that I don't need a girlfriend or a drink to be whole, to be happy. Every morning, I pray for one more day sober. Before I go to bed each night, I take my inventory for that day and thank my God for another day sober. For without a Higher Power, I cannot stay sober. And each day that passes without a drink or a suicidal thought is truly a miracle. For that, I am grateful from head to toe. Emmett S. Costa Mesa, Calif. I was looking right at my friend, whose lifeless body lay on the foor while the emergency medics tried to resuscitate him. It was not glorious. 56 August 2010