From the December 2019 magazine.

Start with a Prayer

With love and lots of determination, a member tries to carry the AA message to a remote community in New Mexico

Before I found my way to AA, like many of us recovered drunks I just didn’t feel that I belonged anywhere. The sense of “anxious apartness” is what I remember plaguing my life, until I discovered alcohol. At my first AA meeting in Petaluma, California, above the lectern was a large sign that read, “Alcoholism, the Disease of Loneliness.” When I saw that, I knew I was home.

My time in AA has brought me comfort and belonging, and a chance to participate in service at all levels, from coffeemaker to GSR to public information to a district committee member assignment in my new home in New Mexico. 

-- Anonymous

Lamy , N.M.

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