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Grapevine : June 2011
of being. When I was done shar- ing my personal inventory with my sponsor, he put his arms around me and said, “Welcome to Alcohol- ics Anonymous.” With those words and an embrace, I knew that AA was what I had been searching for, the place I truly belong. I started making amends for the harm I had caused and saw many relationships with friends and family begin to mend. I have seen the promises come true in my life, and I have a life that is more wonderful than I ever thought pos- sible. I have had the opportunity to attend all sorts of conferences and sober events. I even got to serve on a conference committee for a YPAA group in my area. This past May, a group of us went to Red River Gorge in Kentucky, for a weekend of so- ber fun. I got to hike in the gorge and go rappelling, facing my fear of heights with men that have become some of my closest friends. I never thought sobriety could be so much fun. The people in Alcoholics Anon- ymous that I surround myself with absolutely insist on enjoying life. We wouldn’t have it any other way. Today I am a valuable em- ployee to the company I work for. I am a student, son, brother and trustworthy friend. Most of all, I am a helpful member of Alcoholics Anonymous. Sometimes, it all hits me at once and I can’t believe that, less than a year ago, I was broken and alone, full of fear and resentment. I find it a real blessing to be a young person in Alcoholics Anonymous. I have a spiritual solution to all of my problems today. I get to live life as a healthy and productive individual. Every day is not a bed of roses, but it is such a relief to know that no matter what life throws my way, I never have to do it alone. I can’t wait to see what happens next. Jake N. Cincinnati, Ohio While I hid my increasing drug use from those friends closest to me, drinking was always acceptable, at any hour of the day. Each day was occasion to celebrate: ‘Thirsty Thursday,’ ‘Wasted Wednesday,’ etc. We had the perfect excuse. This was college, after all. We were just doing what everyone does. aagrapevine.org 47 GRAPE_44-47.indd 47 4/29/11 1:09 PM