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I’m trying to be better about getting to meetings early so I can interact with people and be at least marginally helpful. Since we met, April has been reminding me of the well-known AA adage “Meeting makers make it.”
“Right. And I’m making it to a lot of meetings and staying sober.”
“Everyone always gets that wrong.”
“What do you mean?”
“It’s not ‘meeting makers make it’ as in people who make it to a lot of meetings make it. It’s people who help make meetings happen—by doing service—who stay sober.”
So, here I am, twenty minutes early, ready to lend a helping hand.
Unfortunately, I’m not the only one.
Paul looks up from setting up chairs and smiles. “Two nights in a row. Lucky me.” His eyes are clear and judgment-free. “Wanna give me a hand with these?”
I hesitate. Why’s he bei
