A Borrowed Dress

And a life of her own

Twenty-four years ago, I walked into a church basement and attended my first AA meeting. Five older men were there, each with over twenty years of sobriety, just waiting for me.

My life began that day. I had literally lost everything and everyone. At age thirty-five, I'd outlived my children and my remaining family wanted nothing to do with me. I wasn't even allowed at funerals. The husbands, boyfriends, and possessions were long gone because of my drinking and running.

During my drinking insanity, I created a value system. If I didn't own it, you... Login to read more
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