I remember early on in How it Works hearing the line “we were reborn.” Reborn? What is this, a baptism class? I certainly didn’t feel reborn; I felt punished, frightened, sentenced to a drag of a life without drugs and alcohol. The party was over; now, while everyone else was having fun, I had to sit in these stupid meetings. I called my sponsor to tell him, and he stopped me halfway through my rant. “Steve, how much fun, how much of a party was it your last 6 months out there?” Well, he had a good point; there’s no fooling myself about it. It was horrible. The good times were over. Then, he said something that still sticks with me 43 years later. “Steve, we’ve been given a 2nd chance, a new life. It’s a reset, a rebirth of the Spirit. Ask someone to push the reset button when you’re fantasizing about the old days!”
Waking up at Gail’s house after a 10-hour flight back from London, I got to show Aaron the photos and videos from the past week with the Josh, Kehau and the grandkids. It certainly was proof you opened the doors to a much better life. The craziness of Vegas, the barflys and outside issues that accompanied my old life was fun & games for a while. But after the smoke cleared, all that was left was a twisted wreck and shell of a man. That’s when I met you.
Thanks for breathing new life into me and sharing your tales to keep me from slipping into dark fantasies of the ego; for showing me the value of surrender to win in the name of love!