A Common Bond

In the Program I found a whole roomful of others who shared the same experiences that I had.  I related to their stories and was amazed time and again to hear parts of my story in the story of others.  We shared the same insanity, the same skewed thinking, the same devastation in life, and the same hopeless state of mind.  What a genuine surprise it was to find a whole bunch of people who I could relate to as having the same or similar background as my own.  I was not so “unique” after all.  It was only when I became willing to face the prospect of change in my life that I had any chance of recovery from alcoholism.  At first I thought A.A. would reject me – well that never happened.  Then I thought that I was not truly an alcoholic – and that proved to be untrue.  I have the disease of alcoholism, and cannot manage my life when I drink.  I drink to excess, and then I drink some more – this is not “normal” drinking.  The only thing stopping me from claiming recovery was . . . me!  Once I accepted my condition, only then could I begin the process we lovingly call “recovery.”  


My Family Is

I am blessed to say that I have friends in the Program, some of which are my sponsees and one who serves as my sponsor.  The Program has blessed me with these friends, and the majority of my friends are people I have met in the Program of Alcoholics Anonymous. Sometimes I am torn between my immediate family and my family in the Program.  I have commitments and time constraints as I serve as sponsor and have a couple of service commitments, as well.  There are days when my energy level is low and I pretty much don’t want to do anything. The Program keeps me grounded, gets me off my butt and out the door to live this life I have been blessed with.  So, true to my varied past, I continue to be a complicated person, a struggling member of the Program, and a mother, grandmother, sister, and an aunt who loves many people, both those related to me and those whose relationship is based on Twelve Steps and Twelve Traditions.  However I define the term “relative,” I have one relationship that I can always depend on – and that is the one I have with the God of my understanding.