Friday Night Event …
Courtesy: Pipius. I love this photograph.
The week has come to an end. And the shake up continues. There was some dismay from some of my women friends upon hearing that I left the Tuesday meeting. But I told them that I was not resentful, nor angry nor upset over my decision.
I did what I felt I needed to do for my own sober welfare. It was time to go !
Tonight I headed up to the plateau with a friend from the Sunday night meeting, for North End English meeting tonight. The meeting was well attended by many faces I know from other meetings, fellows and ladies I see at other meetings as well.
I am trying to find words to explain what is going on in my head. But I have said it all in earlier posts. On the lines that I have sank my anchor in a safe port, too busy living my faith to move forwards. But it is high time to make a change.
The reading for the meeting came from As Bill Sees It.
“Humility Brings Hope.”
I guess it is humility that I came to this point and admitted that even with the time I have, I don’t have all the answers and that there are still things to learn from new people and new voices.
Several people shared on Step one … Part one … We admitted we were powerless over alcohol and part two … and our lives had become unmanageable.
The notion of powerless comes to mind. Change was coming, whether I liked it or not. Certain people have been making overtures for some time, and certain attitudes have been exposed that have nothing to do with me.
I need new friends, or more, to rekindle old friendships with some folks I don’t get to see regularly, who go to other meetings, that I am trying to become part of.
A handful of us went our for coffee and cake after the meeting.
Now we are waiting for pizza for dinner to arrive.
That is all for now.
More to come, stay tuned …