I remember feeling scared before heading to my first Al-Anon meeting. I was afraid I would be reminded of my alcoholic loved one and would start to cry. My mom passed away from the disease of alcoholism when I was 11 years old. I listened to the other members sharing stories, and I could relate to each of them in some way. As more members began to share, I started to cry. It brought back a whirlwind of memories I had with my mom. After the meeting was over, a very kind woman approached me, gave me a big hug, and told me I wasn’t alone. She gave me a newcomer’s packet and told me more about the program. I felt welcomed. Ever since then, I have kept coming back. Today I am so thankful that I have found a safe place where I can share my experience, strength, and hope with others.

By Kara I., Florida

The Forum, March 2020