Daily Reflections-March 31

No one denied me love. On the AA calendar, it was Year Two. . . A newcomer appeared at one of these groups. . . . She soon proved that she was a desperate case, and that above all she wanted to get well. . . . [She said], "Since I am the victim of another addiction even worse stigmatized than alcoholism, you may not want me among you." - TWELVE STEPS AND TWELVE TRADITIONS, PP. 141-142.

I came to you - a wife, mother, woman who had walked out on her husband, children, family. I was a drunk, a pill-head, a nothing. Yet no one denied me love, caring, a sense of belonging. Today, by God's grace and the love of a good sponsor and a home group, I can say that - through you in Alcoholics Anonymous - I am a wife, a mother, a grandmother, and a woman. Sober. Free of pills. Responsible.

Without a Higher Power I found in the Fellowship, my life would be meaningless. I am full of gratitude to be a member of good standing in Alcoholics Anonymous.