It's been a lousy month so far. First my Grandmother died at the ripe old age of 80. My father, who has had a serious alcohol problem for the last 20 years finally died in his sleep on Sunday night. Sadly, the only emotion I feel for him is anger. He left home when I was 6, but I always tried to keep in contact. He collapsed 10 years ago when his heart stopped and was told he wouldnt live past xmas if he didnt stop drinking. Once xmas came and went, he started drinking again and would joke that if he reached his 50's, he'd be satisfied.He showed only contempt for his grandkids, and had shown no interest in anything apart from his daily two bottles of vodka and 60 smokes. In the end his liver collapsed and was diagnoised with every cancer imaginable. Just before he died, he pulled off his oxygen mask and asked me, "Wheres my vodka?" Those were the last words he spoke to me. Now my mother has been diagnosed with depression. The worst part is that she has no short term memory at all, and has refused to acknowledge it as a problem. Its becoming a full time job making sure she's OK but at least we now know what the problem is.
Last night my 5 year old daughter lost her first tooth and was really excited about a visit from the tooth fairy. Strangely, it has made me feel a lot better.
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