she's gone
Today would have been my sister's 58th birthday, but she isn't here. She died of alcoholism at the age of 35. Her death still haunts my nieces and my mom from time to time. They don't have the -ism that we have, so don't really understand how she could choose alcohol over them and LIFE.
Anyway, just a reminder of how deadly this disease can be. And a moment of tribute for my sister. She was one of us, but didn't have the resources we have today. No internet then, no cell phones, no SR, medical community still thought in the dark ages about it, LOTS more stigma than we have now-a-days.
So, use your tools ~ ALL of them. Don't drink. This world needs you.