Never a dad
Never a dad
Today Im flying to Tampa Florida to see my dying father one last time. He is dying of alcoholism and drug use. I have so many horrible memories as a child fear, pain darkness!! I have to put all that behind me and go to him with love for myself. Im planning to sit with him and read our literature outloud to him even though hes out of it....cant hurt. And I know there will be tears. This is my first death in sobriety and ive already scoped out meetings there. Thank you SR for letting me get this out sitting here typing this I feel a little freedom!
This will bring up a lot of emotions for you. The whole range. I am proud of you for facing this difficult time, and for making the decision that you will experience it without drowning anything out with alcohol. I hope you will post about the experience. Hugs.
Heatherwoods,
I am so sorry that you have to go through this. Atleast you can say goodbye sober.....probably doesn't make it easier, but you are showing him a lot of respect for doing what you are doing.
My alcoholic Dad died in a traffic accident with a bottle of vodka between his legs, crossed the center line on a two way road and killed an entire family a 42 year old dad, 22 year old wife, and their daughters ages one and two. I could never see him again (except at the funeral), and to this day I wish I could have seen him and say things that are bottled up inside of me.....and I don't mean bad things...he was just a sick alcoholic that did what all of us hope to God that we are never faced with at the end of our life.
I have a lot of respect for you. He is very lucky to have a daughter like you. Bless you.
I am so sorry that you have to go through this. Atleast you can say goodbye sober.....probably doesn't make it easier, but you are showing him a lot of respect for doing what you are doing.
My alcoholic Dad died in a traffic accident with a bottle of vodka between his legs, crossed the center line on a two way road and killed an entire family a 42 year old dad, 22 year old wife, and their daughters ages one and two. I could never see him again (except at the funeral), and to this day I wish I could have seen him and say things that are bottled up inside of me.....and I don't mean bad things...he was just a sick alcoholic that did what all of us hope to God that we are never faced with at the end of our life.
I have a lot of respect for you. He is very lucky to have a daughter like you. Bless you.
Hi Heather. It would have been so easy to stay away. You would've been justified, I'm sure. Yet you are facing it - and now you won't have any regrets. Bless you as you go through this awful time. Proud of you for handling it this way.
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