My husband went with me to an open AA meeting tonight. He got to meet a couple of my AA buddies he hadn't met yet, and he was introduced to the craziness that you sometimes come across on the rooms.
He also saw a guy he had met in Al-anon (he goes to both Al-anon and AA) and they said hi and chatted a minute. I like that guy (former heroin user), so I have already decided he should be my husband's Al-anon sponsor. I don't have control issues or anything though.
My husband also saw a man he used to work with. He knew he went to AA, but he hadn't come across him at any meetings he had gone to. It was a little uncomfortable, but they chatted.
The topic was dealing with the unmanageability of the disease/and or your life. It was interesting.
I am going to try really hard to get to 3 meetings a week. I need to keep the program in the forefront. I need to remember how unmanageable my life was when I was drinking. I need to remember the desperation I felt. The disease tries to trick you - I know that.
A woman shared tonight about how sometimes when she sees things at the store that they have now that they didn't have when she was drinking, she is kind-of disappointed. I can totally relate to that. I was a Coors Light drinker. In the can. After I quit drinking, I started noticing those Coors Light mini keg things at the supermarket. I have often thought I wish they had had those when I was drinking. I would have loved that. I will never get to drink out of one of those. Oh well - as a friend of mine says, it is a small price to pay for freedom.
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