Go ahead and say it. You can’t believe I have a 20 year old and 17 year old. I get that a lot, and most of the time I can’t believe it either. It seems like yesterday we were taking off for the park or play group. Kindergarten? Wasn’t that just a month ago?
What I regret most about drinking heavily over the last six years is missing out on time with them. So much time wasted. We shared custody after the divorce so they were with me half the time. Sadly, I still drank the half of the time I had with them. I wasn’t out at the bar, but I wasn’t really there with them either. I was checked out.
Amazingly, they are turning out okay. Mistakes were made. Life was rough sometimes. They are my light and why I want to get sober now. I don’t want to miss anymore time with them. They don’t live close, and that is hard, but they are both great kids with bright futures, and I’m so proud of them.
Random photo: My lunch. Veggie-terian from 32 Shea.