Just Like Mom

After a wedding, I was on my hands and knees in my driveway with little recollection of the night due to my excessive drinking. My young kids were crying, pleading for answers from my husband as to why mommy was so sick. Covered in my own vomit, I had a flashback to my own childhood of my mother passed out in our driveway and my stepdad dragging her through the house to the bathroom so she could get cleaned up. I have always feared I would turn out like my mom and on this night I realized just how much I was following in her footsteps.