I came in lonely, angry, suspicious, resentful, bathed in self-pity, and trusting no one, least of all myself.
You understood, took me in, and taught me how to give and receive love. You nursed me through the Steps, picked me up, and brushed me off. When, at last I was able to walk, and was filled with tears of gratitude, you told me to "pass it on."
Fellowship? You gave new meaning to the word, and still do.
Adapted from an AA Grapevine article, April 2006, p. 37
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