Cirrhosis

I lost another friend to alcohol last night. Cirrhosis. Only 46 years old. My mind is still groggy from sitting up through the night with the family after they received word of her passing. Her name is added to a long list of tragedies that have deeply affected people I love. She was a dear friend to our family and I enjoyed many long visits with her.

> My wife’s uncle spent something like 10 years in jail. A DUI that left another driver dead.

> A local friend lost her dad in a drunken crash.

> A parishioner lost 3 sons in their DUI accident. You can see their markers down by the river. In a separate accident several years later, another son was critically injured, nearly died and is incapable for independent living.

> A neighbor’s son hanged himself while intoxicated.

> One elderly grandma who attends our church struggles daily with alcoholism and it has affected all of her family with most of them taking the same path. The last time she came to church, she gave me a list of 8-10 children or grandchildren in jail currently for incidents where alcohol was a primary factor.

I have to go now, but my list could go on and on.

Let me just say, I hate alcohol and I hate what it has done to the people I love.

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