A Dark and Lonely Companion

This AA learned how to cope with grief

Seventeen years ago when I attended my first AA meeting I had no idea how magically my life would change. It's a good thing they didn't ask me to make a lifetime commitment to this proposition called "not drinking." Now, this one-day-at-a-time idea is so ingrained in my soul that I can't imagine not living by this philosophy.

In February, 1989, I received that message in spades. My husband died very suddenly from a heart attack. He was here one minute and gone the next. He'd been sober eleven years and seven months on that freezing morning. He didn't even have all day. I received a... Login to read more
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