It was a sad day for my home group. It was our monthly group conscience meeting as most groups have that have been in exsistence for any length of time. I was not there thank God. I would have blown a gasket had I been.

They actually had a vote to ban someone from the group who'd been accused of trying to entice others to drink. Of course the vote did not pass and the person was not banned.

It was just idea that a certain few seemed to have the time to show up at a group conscience meeting and readily voice their opinion but don't seem to have time to pick up a 12&12 and read the traditions.

I guess why I felt so sad about it is that the motion shouldn't have even been made, let alone seconded.

Yet clearly the traditions were at work in the majority as the vote did not pass.

I'm grateful for that. I think of all the mistakes I made along the path and the fact that they couldn't ban me has saved my life. I learned (and still am) from those mistakes. Some of them cost me my sobriety. And learn I did.

What I learned was...

There is nothing more important than my sobriety today.

{{luv&hugs}}

David P. (a.k.a. peacefulwaze)