Fall is here. Summer is over. Kids are back in school. It’s time to get back on the road.
Every summer always goes by so fast and every end of summer I am excited about the next alumni tour. The air is crisper, the days are shorter, and things seem to calm down for a sweet moment or two.
I’m currently on the ferry looking out at the beautiful BC coastal mountains. The Pacific Ocean glides by and mirrors the clouds above. It’s a peaceful moment. I made a quick one-day trip to give the Nanaimo meeting some new, fresh breath after a long hot summer. I think everyone is in back-to-school mode still because they all seemed scattered everywhere.
No eyes on support meeting prizes quite yet, but there was still a good showing and I’ve come to terms with the fact that it does not matter how many people show up. What’s important is to take in the moments with the ones that did. It’s what it is supposed to be about. If you build it, they will come. So, in the end, that means steady Eddy will win.
We had pizza, we talked candidly, we laughed, we spent time outside in the fresh September air, and we knew that we had each other’s support and were unequivocally each other’s ‘cheerleaders’ for better or worse for recovery and for life.
There’s something to be said about this club. No matter the whispers, the judgements, the bullshit – it’s really the stigma that attaches itself to these undercurrents in society. I have never been prouder actually – battling addiction myself and living my own recovery. Never prouder to stand by people who fight every day, who have fought adversity, traumas, the list goes on. But the fighter keeps fighting.
I drove away that dark September evening feeling full of love and thinking that life is full of promise. Deep inhales of hope and deep exhales of love.