Getting My Father Back – The Giving Keys
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Getting My Father Back

It was October of 2011 when I discovered that my father was struggling with alcohol. As the single most difficult thing my younger sisters and I have ever had to endure, I'd never felt so disappointed and betrayed by the man who taught me to believe in myself, work hard for what I want, and never give up. Following an extensive stint in rehab, endless fights within my family, and a renewal in faith among us all; I now have never been so proud, or believed more, in the man who is my father. It’s great to have him back.

I like to think that I have grown up to be a pretty decent human being. I owe 50% of that to my dad. The other half I owe to my mom. She is, by far, the STRONGEST woman I will ever have the honor to know. She has shown me the true meaning of unconditional love, devotion, and strength. Through the past year, I have developed a bond with her that I never could have imagined having. I am incredibly proud to call these people my parents.

So…after discovering the gift of the Giving Keys, I have purchased two keys. One for my father with the word BELIEVE—to remind him to believe in himself, believe in the love of his family, and to believe in God; he can do anything he sets his mind to. And one for my mother with the word STRENGTH—so she can remember just how strong she really is…and how strong she has raised me and my sisters to become. These keys are reminders for them, every day, that they are amazing people, regardless of their flaws, and I couldn’t possibly love them anymore than I do today.

- Bethany

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  • Charlie,

    Thank you so much for your kind words! It’s been a hard journey, but through reminders such as the keys given to my parents and the encouraging comment you have posted here; I know that, as a family, we can overcome this obstacle.

    Relating through strangers can be a powerful, humbling, wonderful thing. Thanks again and God Bless you!

    Bethany :)

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  • Bethany, What a sweet , yet powerful story, of an OVERCOMER, your Dad…and from what I read you are also an Overcomer….two peas in a pod.. Your courage to change & see your Dad thru a new set of lenses was part of his recovery..That is just how powerful LOVE is; as a Healing agent…Bethany, I can identify with ur story; as I also grew up with a Dad who was alcoholic.. It’s a horrible disease..Takes down many a family ; as it is a family disease..Everyone in the family can contribute to recovery , by recognizing the elephant in the room and doing there part to embrace recovery..And by the way, my Dad enjoyed 33yrs. of sobriety before he went on to meet his old pal Jesus…I miss him , however reading ur story tonight brings back many wonderful times we spent together in that
    sobriety.. thank you for the memories, Enjoy the Blessings of a family that overcame the ravages of this malady to claim victory :
    “One Day at a Time”

    Charlie Morse on

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