Sunday Morning

I hope you all don't mind if I write this in my curlers and underwear. I am waiting for the clothes I wore yesterday to get out of the dryer so I can put them on and go to church. I have other clothes, but I particularly liked the outfit I wore yesterday and would like to wear it again today. We are having an outdoor Mass this morning, so I won't be wearing a skirt or dress as I usually do... since I will be sitting on a blanket.

Yesterday was a day of great joy. I rode my bike to the meeting - which was so wonderful. To be on a bike, on the streets, before 6 a.m., riding to an AA meeting, well, it was just wonderful. At the meeting was a woman who has just gotten out of a 30 day treatment program. About a year ago, she had 8 or 9 years of sobriety, but she had "moved on" in her life and recovery and didn't come to our stinky meetings and hang out with a bunch of derelict alkies... so she became one again herself.

I spent the afternoon with someone really special and we got stuff ready for night watch. Went to the 5:30 meeting last night. It was my friend B.'s first time to speak. It was amazing to watch him and listen to him. He has never told his story before, and I could see the light come on for him - "WOW, I AM a REAL ALCOHOLIC!" I think it is a great idea for people in their first year to speak, it is an eye-opening experience. I am so glad I got to be there for that!

Night watch was so much fun. I laughed until I had a headache. And I ate enough for an army! We got tons of phone calls, but I think they were all just people looking for meetings. We usually get one or two calls in need of a 12 step, I am not sure, but I don't think we did last night.

It is a beautiful summer morning. It seems like the darkness of the last couple of weeks has lifted... at least for this moment... and I will gladly accept that and thank God for it.

"Some of us have tried to hold on to our old ideas and the result was nil until we let go absolutely." -- Alcoholics Anonymous, p. 58