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The Work of the Soul

Ultimately, her alcoholism led her to a better life

Ten years ago sometime around the 9/11 terrorist attack, I called the AA Hotline in Atlanta, Ga., and got quick advice to go to an AA meeting as soon as I could. They directed me to a group in a place called Clarkston, about 20 miles northeast of the downtown area. No one was in my life at that time and I felt very much alone in my world. I knew about the 9/11 event but felt disconnected from all that was going on ... lost in an inebriated abyss.

By some miracle I made it to Clarkston that night and Frank H., an old timer, sat next to me and told me "welcome" and that I should just listen and reserve judgment of everyone and everything. He also said that I didn't need to believe in God but that I did need to believe in something greater than myself and it could very well be a door knob. They didn't mention the 9/11 tragedy and talked only about how to get and stay sober one day at a time, adhering to a tradition of not talking about outside issues. They said to "keep coming back" and get a temporary sponsor as soon as possible.

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