At my first OA meeting, a kind soul offered to buy me a book of my choosing from the OA library. I had no idea what I was even doing there, and every piece of reading material looked foreign and, quite frankly, just weird. I rifled through the stacks of books, and one caught my eye like a beacon in the fog: Beyond Our Wildest Dreams. The vision on the cover of the lighthouse and the endless sea leapt into my soul, and I saw my hand reach out for this life-changing book about OA’s history. My choice was made

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