My Alcoholic Son

This photo was taken in March of this year.  Mom and I had just gotten home from Sunday evening service at church.  This what we found - my son passed out on the garage floor.  He had left with a drinking buddy earlier in the day.  Of course, my first reaction was "Is he alive or dead?" Not a question a mother ever wants to ponder... ever.

He was still alive, but totally out of it.  At first I couldn't get him to come to, and when he finally did he couldn't get himself up off the floor.  He passed out again so I just left him there for a while. Eventually I was able to help him stagger into the house and fall on the bed.

It hurts my heart to see this photo because this is what alcohol has reduced my son to.  I hate alcoholism!