I don't take for granted that the people I love are going to be here forever. My brother's absence is a constant reminder of that. My life has changed and it will never be the same, but sobriety gives me the opportunity to live my life in such a manner that my regrets are fewer and my love is bigger.
What I later found out was that people's "bottoms" are all over the board. Some high. Some low. Some short. Some long. Some hit what they think is their bottom and find trap door after trap door of even lower bottoms. I guess I never gave the term "rock bottom" any thought until I hit it and even then, all I knew was my own rock bottom.
Showing up to AA was like being surrounded by a bunch of happy-ass Whos -- all smiling and laughing and seeming like they didn't have a care in the world. Yes, I am convinced the closest place to Whoville is within the rooms of AA -- where there is a fellowship, friendliness and indescribable understanding that is unlike anything I have ever seen.
Not one of those hours was spent wasted drinking at a bar, being drunk, or hung over. I didn't make any trips to the emergency room. I didn't spend any nights in jail. I didn't waste one hour in court. I haven't wasted an entire day sleeping it off and feeling miserable because of drinking the night before.