For me, this tends to come in cycles–there are times that it is easy to reach out and help others, and then there are other times where the last thing I can think of is service. Honestly, I think this is how it is supposed to be. When things are going well, we should be sharing the wealth, so to speak, whether it’s through donation or time or through sharing our experience, strength, and hope to help uplift those who are in their weak moments. In this way, we are always trading roles to help share the burden of having lived in alcoholic situations or even just as members of one community. I think that sometimes we forget–I know that I do–that we are one community, and that we should stand in solidarity and be there for one another. We’re not islands, much as I would like to think with that little thing called isolating that I like to do. This is something that I will need to try to remember.