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March 2011: An ordinary woman

Thirty extraordinary years of passing it on

"I wanted what she had, and I prayed for the willingness to ask her to be my sponsor."

I sobered up in rural Mississippi in 1979. I did not know there were a lot of women in Alcoholics Anonymous for several months. I went to meetings near the small town I was living in, and there were mostly men at those meetings back then. Having hit a low bottom and desperate for sobriety, I was just grateful to have help of any kind.

When I had been sober about seven months I began venturing out looking for other meetings. I discovered there were women in sobriety about 50 miles from where I lived. I started driving between 200 and 300 miles a week to go to meetings with other... Login to read more
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