Ran into another AA-goer this evening. I was busy at Burger King buying me and Maggie a few cheeseburgers.
"Why haven't we seen you?" they exclaimed loudly.
"Shhh--," I shushed quietly as I looked around nervously. They smiled.
"You still sober?"
"A hundred and something days strong," I told them not remembering the exact days.
"We would really like to see you coming again!"
I told them of seeing Philip and my recent vow to start going again in the Valley. I just enjoy the familiarity of my meetings in Lagrange. They are big groups and it is not so inconspicuous when I don't have a dollar to give as is often the case these days. Nothing embarrasses me more than when that basket is passed around for donations and I have nothing to give.
On the drive home, I was thinking of what I get most out of AA these days, and it was the companionship. I get lonesome and it is nice having a like minded group of people to sojourn with. Getting sober can be a terribly lonesome ordeal without the help of a support group. Most drunks have pretty much destroyed any friendships or familial relationships by the time they've gotten in to AA. Drinking buddies don't stick around long when you have nothing to drink.
The AA meeting hall is close to my home so I swung by there to see the meeting times. They've canceled another nightly meeting leaving only three meetings a week -- one of which is a Big Book study and the other a speaker's meeting. That leaves one traditional AA meeting left in the Valley. Dour times indeed for AA in the Valley. I will be up there Thursday night if I can stomach the attendees.