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		<title>By: merseydotes</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 08 May 2006 17:35:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you for that post.  For letting it all hang out there and saying it so well.  I&#039;m sorry for what you&#039;ve had to go through with your brother, but I understand.  My dad is an &lt;a href=&quot;http://elevatedumbrella.blogspot.com/2006/04/million-little-pieces-of-dirty-laundry.html&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;alcoholic&lt;/a&gt;, and while we haven&#039;t cut him out of our lives, we see him very little.  Partly because he&#039;s a couple of hundred miles away, but mostly because of his behavior.  The last time we were in his apartment, six months ago, we arrived to find him passed out with broken glass all over the floor.  (No bloody handprints, though.)  He picked a verbal fight with me and my sister that day and thought nothing of letting his two-year-old granddaughter wander around the living room amidst the shards.  We will never go back to his apartment again.

He came to visit recently, and everything went &lt;a href=&quot;http://elevatedumbrella.blogspot.com/2006/05/operation-sober-grandpa.html&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;okay&lt;/a&gt;.  My daughter had a good sober few days with her grandpa, which is all that we wanted.

Hopefully, your kids can have some good sober days with your brother someday.  Something pleasant and neutral to live in their memories, yknow?  Kids don&#039;t need to know all the gritty truths while they&#039;re still young.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you for that post.  For letting it all hang out there and saying it so well.  I&#8217;m sorry for what you&#8217;ve had to go through with your brother, but I understand.  My dad is an <a href="http://elevatedumbrella.blogspot.com/2006/04/million-little-pieces-of-dirty-laundry.html" rel="nofollow">alcoholic</a>, and while we haven&#8217;t cut him out of our lives, we see him very little.  Partly because he&#8217;s a couple of hundred miles away, but mostly because of his behavior.  The last time we were in his apartment, six months ago, we arrived to find him passed out with broken glass all over the floor.  (No bloody handprints, though.)  He picked a verbal fight with me and my sister that day and thought nothing of letting his two-year-old granddaughter wander around the living room amidst the shards.  We will never go back to his apartment again.</p>
<p>He came to visit recently, and everything went <a href="http://elevatedumbrella.blogspot.com/2006/05/operation-sober-grandpa.html" rel="nofollow">okay</a>.  My daughter had a good sober few days with her grandpa, which is all that we wanted.</p>
<p>Hopefully, your kids can have some good sober days with your brother someday.  Something pleasant and neutral to live in their memories, yknow?  Kids don&#8217;t need to know all the gritty truths while they&#8217;re still young.</p>
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