What I find so inspiring about recovery is that in spite of the fact that we are all different we still come together to help each other thru this hardship. There's lots of different ways to recover, whether al-anon, CODA, therapy, church groups, etc. etc. There's lots of different names for us, and lots of different lists that describe our "traits". Each has their place and purpose.
There is one thing, however, that we all have in common. That is the pain of watching someone we love be consumed by this horrid disease. To me, there is nothing as inspiring as watching a whole group of strangers reach out to the new person who just arrived filled with fear. No matter how different we all are, when it comes down to the real meat of the matter, there's nobody in the world with the depth of kindness and compassion as a codie..... er..... alanoid..... er..... whatever you wanna be called
Mike
