You would think that living with an alcoholic we would never celebrate and listen to this song. We do every day. It reminds him that if he drinks he really does turn into a different man and he’s hateful then.
I don’t get to be with them now. I can call them on the phone or the intercom. Sometimes they answer, many times they don’t.
I guess I miss the human touch and conversation. There are not even comments here. It’s bleak at best.
I am here as often as I can be. Hugs my friend.