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Welcome to the First of November.November is my gratitude month. It is the month I put the plug in the jug. Sobered up, I mean. I went to my first AA meeting in May of 1994, but I didn't stop drinking then. I wanted to but I wasn't ready yet. I wasn't at my bottom yet. But, I eventually got to my bottom. A bottom is different for everybody. For some people it's death. But we do not all have to take the garbage truck all the way to the dump. Some of us get off somewhere along the way.
For me, it was December 4, 1997, when I was in a little church in Meductic, New Brunswick. In that church, I surrendered, truly surrendered to a power greater than Bernie and asked for help with this obsession of mine. I was separated from alcohol on the 30th of November and a few days later I asked the god of my understanding for some help with this. I have not had to take a drink since then. And I have not wanted to take a drink since then. That, alone, is a miracle for me. The voice that always talked to me is silent.
For these things, I am grateful.
