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Grapevine : August 2011
Iwas sitting there minding my own business in the front row of my home group, about 90 days off booze, when she walked in. I have no hair, so I could feel her eyes burning into the back of my skull. I knew what my spon- sor would say. I'd heard it (over and over) before. After the meeting, I sat outside on a little bench by the smoking area. The daily reflection that morning had been about God's will, so I told myself I wasn't going to say anything. If she ap- proached me, however, well, then it must be God's will. She walked over, introduced herself, men- tioned I had beautiful eyes and asked for my phone number. A few weeks went by and I had not seen or heard from her. I know she wasn't around because I'd been to every AA meeting in town searching for her. I came to find out that she'd been arrested. Off to a good start, right? She was released from jail and our ro- mance began. We did take it rather slow, however, as I waited two weeks before she moved in. I joined an AA softball team and, in the midst of a game, I heard all this yelling and scuffling by the stands. I turned to see the police taking her up the hill in handcuffs and said to myself: I'm going to marry that girl. You see, when I drink I also tend to break out in handcuffs and you need someone who understands those things to be your life partner. She was released from jail and we resumed dating, all the while being warned of the dangers of this rela- tionship by our sponsors and con- cerned AA friends. If we thought things were tough for us in the early days, though, it was about to get a whole lot tough- er. A few months later, we ended up drinking together, both in violation of our probation, living on the run in and out of skid row hotel rooms. During that period, my spon- sor's wife of 20 years passed away very suddenly. I received a call from my mother telling me that no matter what kind of shape I was in, I was to get to that mortuary and pay my re- spects. I showed up drunk, of course. With his wife of 20 years lying dead in the casket in front of us, my spon- sor put his arms around me, took me into a side room and told me I didn't have to live this way. I wanted to be like that old man so badly. I had al- ways wanted what you people in AA had, I just didn't want to do what I hadtodotogetit. Our relationship progressed in 21