No One Denied Me Love
On the A.A. calendar it was Year Two… A newcomer appeared at one of these groups… He soon proved that his was a desperate case, and that above all he wanted to get well… [He said], “Since I am the victim of another addiction even worse stigmatized than alcoholism, you may not want me among you.”

I came to you–a wife, mother, woman who had walked out on her husband, children, family. I was a drunk, a pill–head, a nothing. Yet no one denied me love, caring, a sense of belonging. Today, by God’s grace and the love of a good sponsor and a home group, I can say that–through you in Alcoholics Anonymous–I am a wife, a mother, a grandmother and a woman. Sober. Free of pills. Responsible.

Without a Higher Power I found in the Fellowship, my life would be meaningless. I am full of gratitude to be a member of good standing in Alcoholics Anonymous.