Many Years Later

After nearly 30 years in AA, she finally could understand the message from her mother

In 1980, my mother died from cirrhosis of the liver on her 58th birthday. I was 24 years old at the time, drinking alcoholically, and angry my mom died "this way." My three sisters and I were at my mother's bedside in the hospital where she spent the last three weeks of her life in a coma. The alarm went off that she had expired. The intensive care nurse rushed in and shut off the deafening noise. We all looked at each other, as if to say, "what do we do now?"

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