There Were Many Firsts

As I hit rock bottom, I found myself walking into my first home group in Manteca Calif. I had lost my job, condo and my car had broken down. I was one of those people who had to hit the bottom to realize I needed to get sober and I soon found myself on my knees asking God for his help. The first meeting I went to was a women's meeting and they shared their stories with me of how they got sober, they bought me a book, and told me to keep coming back.