The No. 1 Disappearing Book

As I reflect upon the loss of my grandsponsor, Bill, earlier this year, I now realize the true intrinsic value of one of the gifts he gave me in early sobriety. As if I had a choice, Bill took me to my first district meeting when I had just two months sober. At three months, we returned to the same meeting when he announced he was stepping down from his service position and had found a replacement. After the next district meeting, my third, I walked out of the meeting having been elected CPC/PI chair. I didn’t even know what the letters stood for. I felt totally inadequate. Actually, I was scared to death and full of resentful thoughts, thinking there was a conspiracy. My sponsor and Bill said they had my back, that I would learn AA is a “we” program and not to worry about it. I’ve tried not to look back since.