A weird thing happened at that Friday night meeting. Something came over me. An ease with others, heretofore only achieved after a glass of something. It was like a veil came off. I was teasing my sponsor about her new hair colors. Giggling conspiratorily with another of her sponsees. I was making merry. I was at ease with others, friends and strangers. My insides matched my outside.
That was me being released from something. The gifts of program are beyond the questions that I ask of it.