Monday, February 27, 2012
I never knew how much it would change my dearest loved ones personality when he reached for the first beer can. He said he didn't drink. Honest.
That can changes his charming personality so suddenly. I never know if he is going to be bubbly and cheerful or raging angry.
Little did I know that the pile of now empty cans - would make me to blame for all of life's problems.
Even when I don't argue back. (I don't have a fighting temperament.) Instead I slink away to the back room and quietly read a book hoping for a peaceful day. The cat knows to hide. . .
If only I had a crystal ball to see into the future. . .
How my heart would break.
How the tears would flow
With each drop he takes.
I still love him so very much. I pray every day for him to heal, for him to desire treatment. Please hear my prayers God.
Please God Heal him.