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Grapevine : October 2011
too shall pass" may be something of a cliché, but as one of my favor- ite comedians (yes, I can even laugh again) once said, "Clichés are clichés because they're true!" In the face of the loss of my sobriety (now, thank- fully, regained), a home, a career, and even my wife, those four words have struck quite a chord with me. They are a reminder of the impermanence of all moments and things---not only of difficult or painful ones, but pleas- ant and joyful ones, as well. Our chil- dren and grandchildren will grow up; friends will move on, in different ways; sunshine and rain will continue to follow each other, as they've done for as long as the world has been spinning. "This too shall pass" re- minds me not only that I can make it through the tough times, but also that I need to live fully---to accept and enjoy those people, places and things that bring peace and beauty to my life. Though these days I cannot reach out and touch my wife's hand, I can see her smile, hear her laugh- ter in the smiles and laughter of our grandchildren. And her compas- sion---that better, stronger part of me---lives on every time a newcomer walks through the doors of AA and I reach out my hand ... "Hi, I'm Jim, and I'm an alcoholic." Jim S. New Brighton, Pa. smelling the whiskey or seeing him work so hard to quell the tears, or not falling out of his chair and somehow maintain- ing some dignity that hit me so hard. e reason I could barely hold together was the understanding of the incredible pain he was experiencing. It was his courage to attend a meet- ing and wanting sobriety without having it. Our ird Tradition was in full display as I watched the men surround him a er the meeting. I did what I have been taught. I pushed my tears aside to let my friend know that we love him and are praying for his sobriety. "No human power could have relieved our alcoholism ...." God knows I would if I could. is is why I give more than I have to make time for the calls, the home group, the service commitments---and more than anything else---spon- sorship. As my awesome sponsor reminds me time and time again "It's not how we feel, it's what we do." I'll keep praying and stop the tears with God's help. Our hope and love is deeper than any pint. Every day I will put ac- tions behind my prayers, hoping he'll be with us next time and sober. It doesn't matter how I feel---we are responsible. Nora B. Little Rock, Ark. Our hope and love is deeper than any pint. Every day I will put actions behind my prayers. aagrapevine.org 21