Defeated, and knowing it, I arrived at the doors of AA,
alone and afraid of the unknown.
A power outside of myself had picked me up off my bed,
guided me to the phone book, then to the bus stop,
and through the doors of Alcoholics Anonymous.
Once inside AA
I experienced a sense of being loved and accepted,
something I had not felt since early childhood.
May I never lose the sense of wonder I experienced
on that first evening with AA,
the greatest event of my entire life.

Thought to Ponder....

Seven days without an AA meeting
makes one weak.

Recovery Related Acronym

A A = Always Awesome.