Tuesday, November 01, 2005
i think over the next couple of months i'm going to post a lot on my mother. i always called her Jane. never mom, mother.
she was an alcoholic, active from the time i was ten to fourteen. there was so much that i didn't understand about alcoholism. things i wish that i knew at the time. but i couldn't understand then. i didn't understand what alcohol did for her. all i knew was that she was either drunk and falling over furniture or asleep. i didn't understand what it took for her to stop drinking. that's one thing that i wish i could have told her before she died. how proud of her i was of her for stopping. it's not one of things that i thought of while she was dying. i wish that i had. both of my parents were alcoholics. my dad never really stopped and that combined with his diabetes killed him. alone in a motel room he called home. he kept jane's high school picture next to his bed. i thought that was so sad. they hadn't been together in years and years.
okay, i'm depressing myself further.
Posted by Lisa ::
6:59 PM ::
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