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From the February 2019 magazine.

Need to get to my home group

When it came to chairing her Wednesday meeting, she took the road of “any lengths”

I remember my car spinning around and around and an airbag hitting me in the face. When the spinning stopped, I was stunned to find that I was in a ditch. I unbuckled my seatbelt. Some man came running up, saying that if I had any booze in the car, he’d get rid of it for me before the cops came. Someone else ran up to my window and pulled me from the car through the broken window, since my door was crushed from hitting a tree. A state trooper showed up, followed by an ambulance and then a tow truck. I don’t know how long I was there. I do remember praying without cease as soon as I began to whirl around in my car.

I had left my house early to run errands and then go to the Wednesday night meeting of my home group. I was frightened because the roads were ice-covered. When I got sober, I was told to use my newly unfogged, alcohol-free brain to make right decisions, like not driving around on icy, bad-weather nights. But I had wanted to get to my home group and I was chairing the meeting. So I had decided to drive carefully and make the meeting.

-- Deb W.

Akron, Ohio

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