. . . but if we wished to grow
we had to begin somewhere.
So we used our own
conception, (of God)
how ever limited it was.
BB p 47
What a journey.
For the many years that I drank, I was numb and unconscious.
Now, with a clear head, I must look at myself
as I have never before been willing to do.
Fits and starts, questions with answers that made little sense,
now the learning, the spiritual experiences have begun to show me
that I was a sick person, not a bad person.
Today, no excuses, no blame,
just a reliance upon a Higher Power
to direct me towards doing the next right thing.
Recovery is growing in faith.
Sobriety is a blessing from a Higher Power.
ME and the Boss