Chain Of Trust
A sponsor's loss becomes gratitude
She was very thin and appeared much older than her thirty-five years. She seemed confused, lost. I welcomed her.
She asked me where she should go. I suggested the First Step meeting and guided her to the room. I sat next to her. I asked if she'd like a cup of coffee. She replied, "Only if it has a shot of whiskey in it." I told her I understood, and brought her a plain cup anyway. She could not hold the cup without shaking. She barely sipped it--that was the first time I saw her.