I was at a meeting yesterday. Collectively, we had 198 years of sobriety in that room. I counted.
Alone, those two items don’t equate to a very big deal – that happens all of the time in the program.
A little context makes that meeting rare, though…
There were only six people in the room, and I was almost the noob in the group with just 25 years. There were four with more than 36 years, myself and another with 25.
It’s a rare day I walk into a meeting feeling like the noob, and that Monday meeting was as good as it gets. I didn’t even share much for fear of getting in the way. I just sat back and watched it happen, simply grateful to be in the room to watch it.
Good times and noodle salad. It was as good as it gets.