A new meeting

 The world as seen through the windshield

I just returned from a new meeting.  A noon meeting in walking distance from my new office.  It was so bizarre to be at a new meeting.

A lovely woman was kind enough to introduce herself which is a supreme act of kindness.  I felt so uncomfortable!  I used to go to new and different meetings all the time, so it was alarming to feel so weird. But I did.

Amazingly enough, the sub-topic was suicide.  I remembered with a certain amount of emotion that my first meeting discussed suicide also.  I remembered how utterly dumb founded I was at that first meeting hearing women talk about suicide attempts openly.  That was my deepest darkest secret, and they were openly talking about it!  I knew, right then, all those years ago, that I was in the right place.

I nearly cried to have that memory brought back to me today – so fresh, as if it were yesterday.

All the years gone… Sober years… I’m in such a different place today.  Such good sober years have passed.

I am blessed beyond belief.  Thank you God.

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3 Responses to A new meeting

  1. atomicmomma says:

    I miss you Mary…I hope you are doing well in your new job and with your new meeting. I don’t let you know often enough how special you are to me and how much I love your posts. I hope you are navigating the tough winter monthes okay. I only have to read the lyrics of In The Bleak Midwinter to know that Winter is hard. Thinking of you on this cold, March day. Hugs and love.

    Atomic Momma

  2. Syd says:

    Good that you have found a new meeting. I am going to several of the same ones. Enjoying life a lot.

  3. If only others understood how accepting those meetings are…

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