Hugs Not Drugs

My Views on Drugs and Alcohol (Prompt 10) ...

So I've never done drugs, but yes I've had alcohol.
Drugs have never been attractive to me and I've never found people who do them attractive either.
Maybe it’s because my parents (more my mom) scared me out of even considering trying drugs when I was growing up that I just didn't ever want to disappoint them.
My dad always tells his story of how he’s never once in his entire life tried drugs and I guess I want to be like him and be able to tell my future kids the same thing as well someday.
I did grow up seeing my mom and dad have drinks every now and then, with their friends on special occasions or during a weekend barbecue, but I didn't grow up with alcoholism in my everyday life.
Much of that has to do with my mom not wanting my brother and I growing up the same way she did with her parents. Her father lost his life due to alcoholism. My mom was only 12 years old when her dad died. The stories she’s shared with me about the way she grew up makes me appreciate how much she loves my bother and myself in not allowing us to be exposed to that kind of life. Her relationship with her mother has ultimately suffered due to alcohol, as well.
I know that alcohol is a drug, that it can take over somebody’s life and ruin it, just like meth or cocaine or whatever. Though alcohol is legal to be consumed, I agree that it should be used responsibly.
Alcohol hasn't taken as much away from me as it has my mom, but I have seen the ugliness it can bring out in people. Because of alcohol I had to let go of someone I loved. Maybe I was too critical, but I was scared of how different that person became under the influence of liquor. I never imagined that person saying the things they said or doing the things they did.
Overall, my opinion is don’t do drugs they’re seriously bad news. And if your going to drink, be smart about it. Don't drink and drive, don’t over drink and don’t let it change you into someone you’re not.

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I've Got Death on my Mind ...

My mom and I were chatting last night and the topic of discussion was death, well more the topic of funerals.
 My mom is a bit of a weirdo and she’s always said that she hopes she doesn't live to be old, which old to her is 50, evidently (Not funny to me and my brother, BTW).
She told me last night that she was going to write a “death book.” When I asked her what she meant she said she was going to write down the specifics of how she wanted her funeral to be conducted.
Her wishes, as of now, consist of leaving her casket closed, she does not want flowers (her motto has always been, “give me flowers when I’m alive, what good are they to me when I’m dead!), she wants her co-workers at Gandy Corp. to be her pallbearers and she wants us to play her favorite Tejano songs. Pretty morbid, right?
She got me thinking about what I would want my funeral to be like. I mean it is kind of your last “hoorah” before you physically disappear from this earth. I've always told my mom that I wanted her to play the song, “Smile” by Charlie Chaplin, but that’s about it.
So last night I added to my final wishes, and told my mom if I happen to die young that I’d like my pallbearers to be my Albuquerque guy friends. In which she told me she already figured that and told me the six she had already picked out ... she’s crazy. That’s the only other detail I've added, because quite frankly I hope I have a lot of life to live. But I know that tomorrow is never ever a guarantee.
I know that funerals are most definitely not a fun occasion, but I’d hope that my life would be celebrated at my funeral. That people would remember the great times, along with the bad and hopefully I would leave them with a smile anytime I’d happen to run across their minds.
Just felt like jotting down the convo I had with my mom and remind you to love with all your heart everyday, cherish those in your life and live like there is no tomorrow.
Life’s too short to live any other way.

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