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Grapevine : April 2011
but I still had no idea how it worked. I sat in meetings for two weeks trying to retain anything I could, but I was al- ready starting to fall o and I could feel it. en, a er one of the meetings, a man approached me and started quizzing me about myself. He became my sponsor, which I never had before. I couldn't imagine anything fun about AA or sobriety, but my new sponsor re- ally got me plugged in. He started bring- ing me to meetings all over the area, introducing me to other people and making me feel welcome. We began working the Steps and I got a service position at what became my home group. Today, I've learned that recov- ery can be as good as I let it. ere are so many places to go and people to see. I have so many friends it's unbeliev- able. I am trying my best to live a life that makes me feel good about myself. I am learning how to be a better son, brother, friend and boyfriend. ese things may not be a big deal for some, but they are completely foreign to me. What I found in AA was something I had been looking for my whole life, and I didn't even know it. Mike R. Summer, Wash. tears, I shook my head yes. I was un- able to speak. I didn't know why any- one would want me to return, but I did, mainly because it was "just one more meeting." I never committed to anything else. Then, at "just one more meet- ing," a person I didn't know stood up and told my story. I was shocked, horrified and I cried as I sat in my chair, quietly trembling. Surely it couldn't be, but, yes, it was true... I wasn't alone. I remember clearly a feeling deep within, as if the en- tire room was empty except for the speaker and myself. The room felt warm, but it wasn't really the room. It was warmth from inside that dark holeIhadinmybodythatIhad been trying to fill with alcohol for so many years. I knew something was different. I wasn't afraid. I felt peace. I felt at home in my own skin and, from that moment on, I knew that if I could come back for "just one more meeting," I might survive this AA thing. On Nov. 27, 2010, I will success- fully enjoy nine years of sobriety. I'm blessed and honored to be one of those people who can look a tearful newcomer in the face and ask them, calmly, if they think they can come back for "just one more meeting." Charity S. Simpsonville, S.C. I spent about six years in and out, absolutely dreading the two meetings aweekIwas required to attend. aagrapevine.org 53