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“How did you do it, Dad? How have you managed not to take a drink for almost 20 years?” It took me almost 20 years to have the 26 to even ask my father this very personal question. When Dad first 27 drinking , the whole family was on 28 and needles every time he got into a 29 that, in the past, would have 30 him drinking again. For a few years we were 31 to bring it up 32 that the drinking would begin again.
“I had this little poem that I would recite to myself at least four to five times a day,” was Dad’s 33 to my 18-year-old unasked question. “The words were a constant 34 to me that things were 35 so hard that I could not deal with them,” Dad said. And then he 36 the poem with me. The poem’s 37 , yet profound words immediately became 38 of my daily routine as well.
