And so does George. However he hasn't had any of that lately either. My first husband (children's father) was a good man when I first met him. After about 6 years of marriage, (we didn't have kids until then) his sister won a case of Canadian Mist whiskey at the Moose Lodge and gave him a Fifth. He was hooked. What once was a good man who worked to support us (over the road trucker) had now became an out and out drunk. Why I didn't leave him before we had kids I'll never know. Anyway, I ended up being the support of our family and after 26 years together and the drunkenness turning into abuse, I finally had no choice but to leave him. I will always remember him as the good man I loved before he became a total alcoholic when he is dead and gone. Somehow I want to blame his oldest sister for what happened, but she did not force him to take it or drink it. If I could have changed that moment in time, things would have been different; but then I wouldn't have George. He too had a drinking problem until Covid attacked his liver Christmas of 2021. Then he too stopped.
At one time I too drank. Of course I only drank beer, but that's bad enough. I had gotten this attitude that "If you can't beat 'em join 'em." Which didn't help my kids any. I finally woke up one day and realized that I didn't want my grandkids to know me as this person. So I quit April 10, 2014 and I haven't looked back. Sometimes God has to slap you in the face to wake you up so you'll stop what you are doing. And all it took was me popping open a can, taking a swallow and saying out loud, "I don't want this." And 'poof' it was gone. It was just that easy. God is wonderful. Amen.
Now that's what I call a good man. Some men don't know HOW or WHEN to let the real bottle down. I know this from experience. God bless.
Going on 37 years... Now to be perfectly honest, I do on occasion smoke some pot but not that often any more...
And so does George. However he hasn't had any of that lately either. My first husband (children's father) was a good man when I first met him. After about 6 years of marriage, (we didn't have kids until then) his sister won a case of Canadian Mist whiskey at the Moose Lodge and gave him a Fifth. He was hooked. What once was a good man who worked to support us (over the road trucker) had now became an out and out drunk. Why I didn't leave him before we had kids I'll never know. Anyway, I ended up being the support of our family and after 26 years together and the drunkenness turning into abuse, I finally had no choice but to leave him. I will always remember him as the good man I loved before he became a total alcoholic when he is dead and gone. Somehow I want to blame his oldest sister for what happened, but she did not force him to take it or drink it. If I could have changed that moment in time, things would have been different; but then I wouldn't have George. He too had a drinking problem until Covid attacked his liver Christmas of 2021. Then he too stopped.
You're a good lady and you have my admiration... George is a lucky man and I'm sure he knows it too...
At one time I too drank. Of course I only drank beer, but that's bad enough. I had gotten this attitude that "If you can't beat 'em join 'em." Which didn't help my kids any. I finally woke up one day and realized that I didn't want my grandkids to know me as this person. So I quit April 10, 2014 and I haven't looked back. Sometimes God has to slap you in the face to wake you up so you'll stop what you are doing. And all it took was me popping open a can, taking a swallow and saying out loud, "I don't want this." And 'poof' it was gone. It was just that easy. God is wonderful. Amen.
Cheers fren!