Tonight I am grateful for a wonderful AA home group who love me and surroud me with love and acceptance. I wasn't in the meeting room more than 5 minutes when someone asked me what was wrong and gave me a hug. I told them I didn't want to go there and just said that I was sad. They asked if they could share in my grieving.
Normally I only share for a few minutes in a meeting. I am very aware I am not the only one to share and I keep it brief. Today I took up more than enough time sharing. Most of the people in the room I hardly knew. Several of my home group were absent. But people recognize pain and I shared mine with them. They honoured it.
Afterwards I was able to go spend some time with a friend who has asked me to write her life story in book form. About all I can say about it is that for her to tell her story is to put family members in her home country in danger because of political unrest. I am honoured she is trusting me with her story. I trained in journalism a lifetime ago and still love to dig deeper into people's stories and ask the hard questions. It will be a long project to get her story on paper. Tonight I realized we will have to print it with an alias for myself as well in order to protect her further.
When I was done in town I drove to my sponsor's house and we sat outside and talked for nearly two hours straight. Her experience, strength and hope are a beacon of light for me. She is the person I love the most in the program.
It's a calm summer evening here. There will be maybe an hour of dusk tonight and then the sky will begin getting brighter. Unless I wake up at 2 AM I will be able to see the trees out the window from night until morning. I love this time of year.
I am enjoying a pot of peppermint tea from leaves I just plucked from a pot of herbs on my deck. It doesn't take much for me to feel content.