When Tornadoes Touch Down

I thought I would never grasp Step Three. It almost undid me. I fought and fought and fought some more. I flailed around in a self-induced cloud everywhere I went, like Pig Pen in the "Peanuts" cartoon. I couldn't seem to get enough fast answers, so I kept returning to my standard menu of willfulness and defiance.

Thank God a peaceful, wise AA in my home group quietly sought me out after a meeting one night: "If you're having such a painful time with Step Three, Katherine, you might consider going back to Step Two." Of course that had never occurred to me. Yet those simple words... Login to read more
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