Perspective: My Mom, My Sobriety and Me

My mother always knew when I was lying or trying to hide the truth, even when I didn’t know myself. Uncanny, really, how she could coax things out of me. As a matter of fact, she was the one who sent me a copy of our Twelve and Twelve with the inscription “Maybe this will help you, Love and Good Luck, Mom.”

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Perspective: Working With Others

It was on this journey through the steps, in my home fellowship of Cocaine Anonymous, that I met a girl named Carrie. I first spotted her in the church basement of my home group one Saturday evening; dishevelled, scantily clad, frantically searching for something that I don’t think existed. Aha, now there’s my kind of girl. I approached her and shook her hand, welcomed her to the group.

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Video: A Good Day

And so I am wishing you will open your heart to all these blessings and let them flow through you. That everyone you will meet on this day will be blessed by you, just by your eyes, by your smile, by your touch, just by your presence.

Look, listen and be inspired by this powerful message on grateful living!

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