Thank you Minnie for telling your experience. I can imagine how hard it was to recall.

Being on this end, and seeing how your mother didn't act sooner, I can only tell you my side of reasoning for that.

I have kicked Dennis out, and I've moved out. Each time he sobered up and I glimpsed the man that I fell in love with. Don't get me wrong.....I know how "Jerry Springer" that sounds, but he is a wonderful man, with an awful ailment. He has a heart of gold, that is eaten up with the alcohol. This man literally sent my girlfriend $500 for her children's Christmas, because he thought they would do without, because she is in the midst of a horrible divorce.

As your Mother probably felt, there are the oaths of marriage that you hold sacred, and the hope of a normal life that you get to see every now and then, when the spouse responds in a normal way.

Please, PLEASE, don't think I'm preaching. I'm still trying to figure where we went wrong, and WHY?

I'm coming to the conclusion that alcoholism is as bad a disease as cancer. Only alcoholism makes you feel better in the process of dying.

Love,
Mandi