Life has gotten better for me, in that I can better handle what life brings my way. I can be fully present and thereby, stand a better chance to be of help to others.
In the first 6 months of my sobriety, my mom got cancer, and became bed ridden. My wife and I were able to be her care givers and keep her at home. Her greatest fear was dying alone in some hospital room. On the day she passed, my wife woke me because mom went into her death throes, which my wife recognized from her years in nursing, and was extremely agitated. I took her hand, held it and told her that I would be "alright" (mom speak for non drinking). Mom immediately settled down and took her last breath.
I couldn't ask for better.
Shortly after that happened, my wife encouraged me to go to a meeting saying that she would notify the proper authorities and handle things until I got back. So off I went. It was a powerful and emotional meeting.
Life does get better.