I was toast Wednesday afternoon coming in from my business which is labor...sometimes fast and efficient and other times "HARD". Wednesday was a "Hard" one and I just couldn't make it the next mile to get home. Didn't have the moxie to make my own lunch and sit alone in my house with the opportunity to do self pity and poor mees so I h it the eatery and left the tools in the back of the truck open to the possibility that some one might jack them for a quick fix. Didn't care a lick. Got into the store and it was filled with school kids "Spartans" don't know what school it was just wish the self pity and "Large, Crispy, #11, for here" came quick. I did and so I found a corner where I could eat to myself just like I use to drink. Sit down, shut up, focus on the sammich and the fries...get it done and get out and I was doing good mostly just looking at the food until I looked up and saw a familiar face...didn't really know...but it gave me a smile and the whole picture changed for me. Am I that easy at getting my attitude changed? Must be I wanted to get up and go thank her for it and stayed in my seat thinking of it. Didn't know who she really was...Long dyed red hair on top and jet black beneath. Kinda shoddy and messy but confident. Back to eating until she left her place in line and came over to me. Do you remember me? I remember you...AA and then I made the connection...she wasn't the member I knew back then. She leaned over and gave me a kiss on my cheek and now I was with family. I asked her how she was and was she still sober. "I just totaled my car recently and no I went back out". I didn't say "Sorry about that" cause I didn't want to infringe on a possible bottom. What I did say was that last Sunday we had one hell of a meeting on the topic of Honesty which was still working me and then "We've saved your seat, it's still there". We exchanged smiles and she went to order while I finished my #11, Crispy, large for here and then got up to leave. I opened the door to get out and she was behind me so I held it open so she could leave first. As I held it open another "Bay" member was coming in; "Albert" a long time sober AA who is autistic and has nerve dysfunction. This guy has good program...I love him and his ESH. He saw me and I got another smile and then the "fist to fist" greeting as he floated by me...total Albert. I went out to my truck and no tools were jacked. My attitude was at level 10 and I had nothing to complain about. The fellowship for all that it is was around me. Magic.. Easy does it best.
That is great! I worry about people who stop coming to meetings as they worried about me when I stopped in the past. We are all like "family" in AA and it is great reading stories like this!
You guys are right...it's a God thing isn't it...HP doing the touchy feely thing making sure the love stayed connected. Thanks for the clearer connection.
