I thank God that I can call the police today. And not worry about warrants or anything else. It is a wonderful freedom - which happened to be the topic of the meeting this morning.... synchronicity!
Last night I went to the 5:30 meeting for the first time in at least a year. When I walked in, I thought I did not know a soul in the room, which I found disconcerting. After a while, I realized that a woman I used to sponsor was sitting across the room, and we said hello. After another little while, a long lost sponsee I have not seen for at least 10 years came in the room. We both screamed and ran across the room to hug each other. Oh, it was so good to see her! She has been sober now 15 years. Our paths do not ever cross... except for last night when we both happened to be bored and both decided to go to this meeting that neither of us usually go to. How wonderful it was to catch up with her!
As we were talking, another woman came up and asked me to sponsor her. I almost said No. But I didn't. She is living in a half-way house, has 30 days sober and really wants to stay sober "this time." I told her I want her to call everyday, and that we will get together once a week and read the big book and do what it says as we go... and therefore will complete all twelve of the steps.
She told me she needs someone to "kick her ass," I was about to respond to that, but Melany did instead and did a much better job than I could have. She said "You have to kick your own ass and be responsible for your own sobriety, no one is going to do it for you." Oh, how nice. I would have said something like that. But not that well.
Women will frequently ask me to sponsor them because I frequently sound "tough" in meetings. But they soon discover that once I develop a relationship with them, I am one of the most loving people they have ever known. I am just not a kick-ass type, even though my persona would suggest that I am.
My mortgage guy is coming over at 1:00 and we will start the paperwork to refinance my house. I hope all these vehicles are gone by then. There are now even more police cars out there. And soon there will be a tow truck. Oh, the drama!
Thank God it is not MY drama.