Gratitude, death, and recovery…

I have been performing more service than I have ever experienced. Organizing an international AA convention is hard and rewarding work. I suggest you all try it.

Yesterday I found out that my cousin had died. He was an alcoholic who never found any kind of sobriety or peace in life. His death was bloody, painful, and tragic. Blissfully his final hours were spent in a soporific coma before his family removed life-support. The details are not important except to remember that massive organ failure awaits me as well if I choose the dark path again. I am angry, sad, and grateful all in one breath. When I heard the news I wanted to drink, but instead spoke to another alcoholic instead. I was better and back on the beam.

My reality here in Croatia is much different. I am surrounded by recovery, the sun is hot, the convention is super, and I still have 5 weeks of travel left until I return to the USA.

More later….

Johnnyboy

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Johnnyboy is a queer recovering alcoholic. For the moment he is also the primary caregiver for his mother, who suffers from age-related cognitive impairment. She is happy as a lark and is surrounded by a crew of sober women which gives him the freedom he needs to get out of town. When he is not at home in Somewheresville, he is searching out the proper path to travel for happiness and joy. He is a photographer who believes in the digital age, but feels that film is still where its at. He has a darkroom and works in it. He is single and is in remarkably great physical condition for all the damage he has submitted his body to. His cardiologist is very happy. Johnnyboy is over the age of 35.