I drove the long drive at lunch for a morning AA meeting. It was a small meeting filled mostly with college aged kids. I felt at home. I marveled at how young these kids looked, and to top that with an addiction to alcohol. I wistfully thought of how different my life would have been if I had embraced Alcoholics Anonymous at such an early age. I was almost jealous of these shiny, happy persons.
I had a $50 dollar gift card to Red Lobster. I enjoyed the fried shrimp and garlic mashed potatoes. I even splurged and got a piece of strawberry cheesecake. It was fun people watching as I ate and read a USA Today newspaper. I was in my element.
"Can I get you a mixed drink as a starter?" my Asian waitress asked in broken English.
"No thanks," I replied with a warm smile.
Six months ago, I would have said yes and drove home from the restaurant buzzed. Through AA's help, I could say no today and feel good about it. Although, a margarita would be mightily tempting.