Retreat was wonderful. It was made more so by a fellow AA member who was in attendance. We spent a bit of time together and it was definitely one of the highlights of the weekend. She has recently moved here from the east coast, is sober a year more than me (23 years) and we have so many things in common, I am really looking forward to getting to be friends with her.
I am grateful that I can sit with a bunch of "church" people and be OK and be myself today. There was a point on Saturday morning when I just wanted to run away, but I walked through the fear and ended up having a very profound spiritual experience.
This morning I went to an AA meeting, then ran 3.5 miles in blizzard-like conditions, and finally came home to watch football. My fondest hope for today was to crash on the sofa and doze in and out with a steady stream of football games as a backdrop. But, as with many things I plan, it may not come to pass as I may have an invasion of my daughter's family, so now I am off to the grocery store to get stuff to make soup. It is a good day for a pot of vegetable soup.
"Such is the paradox of AA regeneration: strength arising out of complete defeat and weakness, the loss of one's old life as a condition for finding a new one." -- As Bill Sees It, p. 49