Primo: I am thinking of storming into my mom and dad's house and breaking all the liquor bottles.
Me: Hmmmm.
Primo: Maybe not the right thing to do?
Me: Well, it might make you feel better.
Primo: Definitely.
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I sympathize with you. My dad was an alcoholic. He traveled from Georgia to Virginia to attend my wedding. He drank all the way plus was taking pain pills. I received a telephone call about 4 am the day of my wedding from the police telling me he was pulled over on the side of the rode and I had to come get him. They were giving him a break because he was a retired police officer. I went to pick him up and he refused to get in my car. He drove himself, still drunk, to the local hotel. The day of my wedding, at the reception, he was passed out. I took him back to the hotel. When he wasn't looking I took his alcohol. He gave me his car to drive myself back to my reception. He found out immediately that his liquor was missing and ran out into the parking lot and jumped on the front of his car as I was exiting. Someone called the police. He said he wanted me arrested for stealing his car and hitting him. It was a small town and the cops knew me. They declined to arrest me but asked for my father's car keys to be sure he would not drive. He refused. The police drove me back to my reception in the back of a police car in my wedding dress. My father and I didn't speak again for 10 years.
ReplyDeleteOh Anon, my heart aches for you as I read this. What a horrible story. I am so sorry this happened to you. What did your father do to earn your forgiveness?
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