Alcohol has its tentacles on many a childhood memories... Tentacles that keeps their grip through a lifetime. This is a poignant write and cathartic at the same time. I hope the child in you embraced the love your mom was able to give you enough that allows you to forgive your father's actions. He too was a victim... To the tentacles of alcoholism ... Sometimes going through this early in life teaches us to never take that path for we know first hand the toxic life and in-existence that comes with it. That you for sharing this with is..

I apologise for the typo... Autocorrect... Hhhmmm not always helpful... I meant thank you...