We are like the passengers of a great liner the moment after rescue from shipwreck when camaraderie, joyousness and democracy pervade the vessel from steerage to the captain’s table.
~ Big Book, pg. 18.
This is called a recovery high. Instead of a ship wreck, we were rescued from the life wreck we had caused in our own lives. Of course, we are elated. We had a near miss or two. We know there is no earthly reason that we survived and lived to tell about our hazardous life before sobriety. There is no rhyme or reason why we came out alive when many others did not. So, we celebrate our sobriety every single day. We are happy, joyous, and free. We look around the rooms of AA, and from time to time we will recall those members who did not make it through the rabbit hole. Their ship sunk. They did not get on the rescue boat. They did not learn how to swim. We will mourn these losses. We will remember their efforts. But, the loss of our members will just give us a greater drive to survive, thrive, and stay sober. If nothing else, but to honor their loss of the chance to recover.
In AA, we learn to work closely together and support each other just as a buoy at sea is there to mark the way and keep us afloat. We are just so grateful that we noticed the life boats and life rafts that were sent out to rescue us. We are so glad we took the help offered. And, we are certainly grateful that we stayed on the safety of this big old AA program where we know we are welcomed. We are understood. And, we are unconditionally loved and accepted. We cannot get this from any other resource. We know that the closer to the center of AA we get, the safer we will remain. We know we need this thing. And, as time goes by, we know we will need to expand our spiritual base in order to grow and prosper. Thank goodness for AA.