Being a grandma—you would think it would be a piece of cake, a walk in the park—I mean, after all, we have already raised our children. That is how we were crowned with the coveted title of "Grandma."
If you or anyone close to you are dealing with an alcoholic then you most likely know what it means to hear "you can save them." No truer four words have ever been spoken.
I can't tell you how many holidays and get-togethers my alcoholic/drug addicted husband has spoiled over the past decades for me, my kids, family, and friends.
I have always had issues when it comes to sleep. As a kid, I never needed much, yet was always forced to bed by my parents' strict bedtime rules. When I got to be a teenager, I could stay up all night long living on as little as two to four hours of sleep.
I knew it was coming. I have been telling you for months. Now I just hope that alcohol/drug-induced high was worth everything that it has now cost you, me, and our family.
Here it is another Friday night and what am I doing, sitting at home all alone, but enjoying the peace and quiet. My AH left for work this morning as per usual, on the days he actually decides to work, that is.