I went to a meeeting this morning and then to the gym. I found out one of our members is in ICU and will most likely not leave there. Barbara has lung cancer. A bunch of us women stood around and cried and hugged each other after the meeting. I am astounded by the courage of sober women. She has suited up and shown up for a while. Without hair. With scarves and hats and wigs and sick as shit. God Bless Her. We not only teach each other how to live, we also teach each other how to die.
I made a page of 88 or more things about me last night. If you have a second, go have a look.