Normally, I write pieces urging others to seek recovery.
Today, I write with one focus:
Drinking and driving, and the powerful implications of the practice.
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In God’s love,
I can’t stop thinking about her.
She is only 22.
She is the same age as my oldest daughter. Exactly.
She didn’t mean to do it, I’m certain. It was a horrible, horrible choice. Still, I can’t stop thinking about her, my heart breaking for her and for those whose lives were snuffed out when she decided she was okay to drive, only a few days ago.
You can’t go back in time. Oh how I wish she could go back and reconsider!
After it happened, the accident was all over the news. The accused looked very familiar to me.
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