Monday, August 13, 2012
I Choose . . . Sparkling Cider!
In my previous post about junk mail I mentioned that I got mail about my alcoholism, even though I don't drink. Well, we all know that junk mail makes no sense. But, Marianne over at We Band of Mothers was interested and asked me to tell the story of why I don't drink alcohol. And although I would love to tell you why, it's not really a story, per se. It's just that . . . I don't drink alcohol. I never have. Marianne asked if it was a religious belief. Most of you know that I am Mormon. So, in a way I would answer yes . . . as a Mormon I do not drink. However, I didn't join the Mormon church until I was 25 years old. And I never drank before that, either. It's always been a personal choice for me. My father and his side of the family drank. As a matter of fact, my grandfather was an alcoholic and died at a relatively young age from alcohol-related issues. My mother and her side of the family did not drink - - ever. I saw both sides and made what I thought was the better choice.
So, I guess I owe my not drinking to an amazing mother who was (and still is) an amazing example to me of grace and beauty and strength.
That's it. That's my boring story. You can thank Marianne for this amazingly boring post!
Oh, and, YES . . . you definitely can have tons of fun without drinking!!!! (And you'll remember it the next morning, too!)