January 2011: From Grief to Gratitude

On Sunday, Nov. 13, 2004, a U.S. Coastguard representative stopped in front of my house at exactly 11:10 a.m., bringing me the horrific news that my son had died in a diving exercise on Oahu, Hawaii.

You cannot believe how quickly our family found itself in turmoil. The disbelief, sorrow, anger and self-pity were unimaginable. Since I had been in AA and had been sober for 10 years, I found myself clinging with all my might to everything AA had to offer.

My first thought was not to drink: Please, Higher Power, help me not to drink. Don’t let me go back to the place I tried... Login to read more
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