I heard them loud and clear. I was told that it was hard for some of our guys to push against traffic to get to the Downtown dinners – especially those that lived anywhere past Surrey. So, I listened. We moved our dinner to New West, by the sky train, and in the middle. I believe in fairness and in ‘meeting in the middle.’ I can’t even fathom the traffic that people endure day after day here. Crazy making at best, I’m sure.
This dinner was a hard one for me. A close client passed away and he was the one who would make it to every alumni event, he would meet-up with me for coffee or a chat, drive me home after the dinners, and we talked a lot. He’d call me ‘Jaymie-boo’ which I found extremely amusing – as did he, I am sure…
So, we raised our sparkling waters that night and pledged in supporting one another and ourselves better. It was in lieu of his ongoing support and advocacy for the SCHC support meetings in Vancouver and Langley.
It was one of the largest Vancouver meet-ups. It was bustling with laughter, people excited to see others they haven’t seen in a while, it was love and comradery. It was GREAT! A few of us stuck behind and enjoyed some java and talked about how life is in recovery.
It was time well spent that night. I left with my leftovers, a skip in my step, a grin that was ear to ear, and a full love tank. Imagine 30+ men doing well in their recovery and that is enough to make anyone believe it can and has been done. It is ongoing and has bumps along the way, but it is so worth the journey.
“Just keep swimming” – to quote Finding Nemo