Throughout the years in sobriety it’s always been unbelievable how many rewards that recovery has given me. I don’t have enough time or words that can express how generous this sober life has been to me. It’s not that things have been all wonderful along the way, but when I look back at all of the gifts of lessons that have been given me, it is overwhelming. The hard part is telling the new man in the midst of painful moments that if he continues on the journey that things do get better. I have seen the faces of people dying from this disease looking in to my eyes with disbelief, and thinking to himself “how can this thing help me? I am beyond help.” I know there were moments I felt that same desperation, but in was in that desperation that recovery found me, not me finding it. When I stopped fighting, the surrender became possible.
I write this for the new man or for those who are in doubt, everything we need is in the Big Book for us to find, so all who want it, can find the gifts they will not believe, if they just come to believe.
Peace Out: M 2015