Grieving My Alcoholic Father: Reflections On My Mindful Journey Through Loss

When my father passed away, I was just 16 years old. And while this should have brought my world crashing down, you should know that this event was not as traumatic for me as it likely should have been, at least not right away. I was grieving, of course, but my relationship with my father was complicated. He battled alcoholism for the last six years of his life, and after countless attempts to help him, my family had no choice but to give up on him, as the only other option was to give up on ourselves. The result was that my parents divorced in August 2007, a change that was welcomed by my family. By February 2008, he was dead. ... Read More >>