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.