I made up my mind to do something that would probably change my family forever. I made the decision to have my mother admitted to an alcohol rehab center for a five day detox program. I had watched my mother drink for many years. I am one of four children, I have an older brother and two younger sisters. I can recall her drinking as far back as to when I was ten years old. It could be at a family friend's home or our home, the place did not matter. My mother was a pleasant drinker, she was never belligerent or sloppy. Her actions always left me feeling sad and disappointed. I moved out at 17 when I got married. I vowed that my children would never see me like that. I would warn my children when they were older, that they were not to get in the car if they thought my mom had been drinking. .
My sister and I would often talk about my mother's drinking problem but coming from an Irish Catholic family that's all we could do. We feared my father would be upset with us if we tried to intervene. Because I moved out I did not have to deal with the day to day situation at hand. I could end a phone conversation with my mom if I thought she had been drinking, my sisters could not. There were many phone calls from my sisters that ended in tears. None of us really knew what to do to help her. .
When my brother got married and started a family, he thought he could get her to stop drinking if he just asked her. She said she did not drink as much as we all thought. We knew better. She was losing weight at a rapid rate because she would choose alcohol over food. The effects of the alcohol were faster since she weighed less.
The night I made the decision to have her admitted to a detox center, I had received a phone call from my sister. She was crying and said my mother had been drinking a lot. My father was on a business trip and her drinking seemed to increase when he had to go out of town. My sister asked if there was anything I could do to try to get her to stop.
Well my mom raised me; she was a single, working mother. ... My mother and me were constantly fighting. ... The hospital completely changed that; my mother is like my best friend now. 6. ... He was an alcoholic, who abused my mother. ... But there was a certain point where I would think, "am I doing this for me or my mother?" ...
This day marked a new beginning and a healthy approach to life for my mother. ... Mentally, most would agree, was much more severe in my mother's case. ... This explains why all these years I hardly ever remember my mother eating. ... I've learned from my mother's mistakes. My mother has had a clean slate of sobriety since that almost fateful night, and that in itself is truly amazing considering how many alcoholics relapse. ...
The county coroner picks up her severed head ten minutes later, never to see her mother or baby brother ever again. ... As a result of my research, it looks as if it would be better to separate the good drivers from the bad drivers. ... If over 65 the driver should then be given a sobriety test. ...
Furthermore, he screams at his baby and he "caught her up madly by one arm, and commenced beating her with all my strength "(Arthur 36). Therefore, the mother tries snatching the baby out of his hands, but he responds "with a powerful blow on the side of his wife's head, and she fell senseless to the floor, and at the same moment, I kicked my child half across the room" "(Arthur 36). ... His movement into sobriety was because of a kind and concerned word from a Washingtonian who awoke him from the ground to say, "I shall fill a drunkards grave. ... I suffered myself to use intemperance la...
Time and again my fists clenched in sympathetic agony, and my stomach knotted with tension in anticipation of the next scene, which from my experience, I knew would be coming. ... The plot, with its stark images seems to be based on duality: illusion and reality, love and hate, courage and fear, power and powerless, past and present, strong and weak, hope and despair, drunkenness and sobriety, slavery and freedom, and finally: life and death. ... The relationship between mother and children is loving and strong. ... At the time she accepts this behavior from him and takes on some of the ...
Elizabeth, his mother, took custody of him, but she shortly died before Poe's third birthday. ... After taking an oath of sobriety, Poe embarked on a journey from Richmond, Virginia to New York to bring his Aunt Clemm (Sissy's mother) back to Richmond for his wedding. ... But my disease grew upon me, for what disease is like Alcohol!"...
While all this occurs, Beth, the mother tries to pull her family together, and can only do so using her tradition, cultural background and a bundle of strength. The plot, with its stark images, seems to be based on duality: illusion and reality, love and hate, courage and fear, power and powerless, past and present, strong and weak, hope and despair, drunkenness and sobriety, slavery and freedom, and finally: life and death. ... The relationship between mother and children is loving and strong. ... At the time she accepts this behavior from him and takes on some of the blame: "I should hav...
In my opinion the most noteworthy artist in the development of modern jazz is John Coltrane. ... Both of his parents were musicians, his mother was a member of the church choir and his father played the violin. ... He moved from New York back to Philadelphia in November where he lived with his mother. ... With his new knowledge, established style, and new sobriety, he was ready to set out on his own. ...
Once my possessions had made the long journey from my small Durango, Colorado home to the larger Boulder, Colorado, my mom and nana helped me to drag them out of the van and into my new house. ... After slipping on my sandals, I would use the memory of my nightmare as motivation to triple check my bag for my cleats and alternate jersey. ... My drinking habits progressed as my senior year began. ... I parked my car and got out with a beer in my hand. ... Do you mind performing a roadside sobriety test for me?" ...
