I heard the news yesterday, my mom has passed away.
She surrvived almost a full 5 years over what the docs gave her to live if she didn't stop drinking.
She never stopped, she couldn't, and that's sad.
She lost her daughter, her home, her grandkids, her animals, her memories...and for what?
She is in a better place now, and I'm glad. Death was her only escape from this awfull disease.
I thank her for showing me the way to quitting, for without her I may have never quit.
♥ most of you
ps...I stashed "white bird" in her memory. The David Leflamme concert she took me to when I was in 6th grade is my fondest memory of her. She taught me how to flip someone off....LOL!
The happy stuffs are making me sob.