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Grapevine : April 2011
sponsor had me replace bad habits with good habits, like making my bed every morning. Grow-up time. Need- less to say, I didn't make my bed too often in my drinking years. A couple of months after my relocation, I woke up and thought, "I'm tired. I don't feel like making my bed." After twelve years of sobriety, I still didn't recog- nize this as alcoholism trying to se- duce me. One morning I woke up and said, "I'm not going to make my bed today. I'll just get back into it tonight." And the light bulb came on. You're either going toward a drink or away from it, and I found myself working my way backward to Step One. Once again, it was grow-up time. That was too close and I thank my Higher Power for enlightening me. I got my butt back to meetings in my new area, put my hand out, joined a home group, served and went to many, many meetings over the next 13 years. Life has definitely happened. I've experienced both tragedy and joy. I lost two sisters six weeks apart, then my last two sisters soon after. I've struggled watching three of my kids "out there," and had to pray and "let go and let God," only to lose a few nephews to the disease. And then I've also known the true joy of being a so- ber, dependable mother, sponsor, em- ployee and then grandmother. Wow! In June of 2007, I visited my son in Pennsylvania. He was 12 years so- ber and, for some reason, I had the same unexplainable feeling that I had in Florida: I'm home. This is where I'm supposed to be. After a lot of prayer and discus- sion with my sponsor, I made the deci- sion to move from Florida to Pennsyl- vania, prompting some people to ask whether I really have been restored to sanity! I wanted to retire and Florida was getting too expensive, but most of all, I felt that Pennsylvania was where God wanted me. I remembered what had hap- pened when I had moved at 12 years sober and vowed not to let that hap- pen again. I also silently thanked ev- ery person I had heard over the past 25 years share that they had moved, stopped going to meetings and got drunk. If I had missed just one of those many meetings, I may not have heard what I now needed to remem- ber. It's amazing that because I have the Twelve Steps, a sponsor and a home group, I did not have a moment of fear during my move. After I moved, I went to 176 meetings in my first 92 days. That's almost two meetings every day for three months. I was used to knowing everybody, now I knew no one. Thank God I had learned that it's not all about me, it's about showing up and doing what I sometimes don't want to do. I learned that if I do the opposite of what I want, then I'll probably be doing God's will. By putting my hand out, I have met so many wonderful people and aagrapevine.org 15