PO Box 1980

While riding on Amtrak between Las Vegas and Denver not too long ago, I missed my AA friends. Although it had been less than a week since I attended a meeting in Las Vegas, and the Rocky Mountains were a majestic moving picture from the train window, I was feeling far away from my familiar home group friends, and missing my sponsor. Maybe it was hearing the cheers in the background whenever the announcement was made, "Club car now open for refreshments." I said the Serenity Prayer and felt my Higher Power urging me to change the things I can.