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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 4 – Masters)
Topic: Hair (07/04/19)
“Hi Nana, what you doing?” Callie asked as she entered my kitchen. Having my only granddaughter living right next door was a blessing, most of the time.
I peered blearily around the open fridge door, where I was greedily guzzling a bottle of beer. “Nothing much,” I croaked out.
“What are you drinking. May I have some?” Callie’s blue eyes met mine, and my heart melted.
“No. It’s just hair of the dog,” I answered thoughtlessly.
Callie moved quickly over to join me, “You’re drinking dog hair?”
“Um. No. I mean, hair of the dog that bit me.” Too late I realized I had just dug a deeper hole for myself.
“Nana! You got bitten by a dog? Are you ok?”
I closed the fridge slowly, leaving the opened beer inside. “I’m fine. Really. It’s just an expression. I didn’t get bitten by a dog and I’m not drinking dog hair!”
“Ok. But what a funny thing to say. Anyway, Mum asked me to see whether you wanted to come over for breakfast. It’s a Full English.”
My stomach lurched at the thought of bacon, fried bread, and greasy eggs. “No. I’m not feeling too well. How about I come over later today?”
Callie flashed a quick smile at me and made for the door, and with the honesty that only children have exclaimed, “Bye Nana. And Nana, you need a bath. You smell funny. Like the back of Mr. Sandeep’s shop where all the booze is.”

As soon as the back door closed behind her, I sank to the closest kitchen chair and laid my throbbing head on the cool wood of the table. This was getting worse. I hadn’t seen a truly sober day for 35 years, and only then because I was pregnant with Callie’s mom, Julia. Here I was, a 56-year old woman, and 40 of them had been mostly a blur. Oh, I had given up alcohol for brief periods of time, and I’d never been black-out drunk. Well, there was that one time where I tried to get out of a moving vehicle and eight-year-old Julia dragged me back, pleading, with pure terror in her voice. I did quit for almost a year then.

Callie’s blue eyes cut across the haziness of my mind’s eye. Right now those eyes were filled with love and innocence, but how quickly that could, and would change. How would I react, how would Julia react, if in five or six years’ time Callie started down the same path I was on? I couldn’t bear to disappoint my only grandchild. I’d successfully hidden my drinking from her because she was too young to know better, but those days were quickly coming to an end. I had to make this right. But there was no way I was attending AA! I couldn’t envisage myself sitting in cold, unwelcoming metal chairs and saying, “Hi my name is Beverly, and I’m an alcoholic.” But what else was there?

Suddenly I remembered a leaflet that had been stuffed through my letterbox along with the second post, and which I’d left on the table in the foyer. Slowly, holding my aching head in one hand, I walked over and rifled through the post until I found the flyer. “Celebrate Recovery”. Intrigued I read more, and gradually excitement began to build. Maybe this was my answer, and would help me to never see the same disappointment in Callie’s eyes that I had seen in her mother’s.

But first things first. I went back into the kitchen, pulled out all the liquor bottles and poured their contents down the sink. If I was going to do this, I was going to do it right. No more, “It’s just one glass of wine,” for me.

Then I picked up the phone and dialed an unfamiliar number, “Oh hello. Is this Celebrate Recovery? When’s your next meeting? My name is Beverly, and I’m an alcoholic.”

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Betty Castleberry
07/12/19
If only more problem drinkers would come to this realization. Thank you for taking us on this grandmother's journey and realization. Nicely done.
Rachel Burkum
07/12/19
What a very real (unfortunately) picture you painted. I'm glad the story has hope at the end!
C D Swanson 
07/12/19
Beautiful truth filled story, thank you for sharing with us.

Blessings~
Joanney Uthe 
07/12/19
I had never heard that expression, but definitely an "out-of-the-box" take on the topic.

The dialogue paragraphs could use some spacing.

A very fun read on a serious topic. We all have "hurts, habits, and hang-ups" that Celebrate Recovery can help us through.
Verna Cole Mitchell 
07/13/19
You pictured clearly and realistically a really sad condition too many people find themselves in, but you also presented hope. I like that.
Laurie Glass 
07/14/19
The expression was new to me, so I learned something. I like how you wove it into the conversation in the story. Well done on a difficult topic.
Robin Newberger 
07/16/19
Brave. Transparent. Honest. And I am sure, cathartic for you to share. Thank you for letting us in to a deeply personal experience. The grace and mercy of God is enormous.
Mariane Holbrook 
07/16/19
I love your take on this topic. You introduced me to a new phrase which I'd never heard before and you presented a heartbreaking account of a person bound by the chains of alcoholism. Oddly, this happened to my father-in-law many years ago when he took his first grandson (our son) fishing. He had been an alcoholic for many years but as he watched the little 4-year-old boy standing so innocently there by the creek, he vowed then and there not to be the wrong example to his precious grandson. He never took another drink and it was all because of a child he dearly loved. Just like your beautiful story! Well done!
Barbara Lynn Culler 
07/17/19
I've also never heard that saying. I'm glad the MC was able to get help for her addiction.
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 
07/19/19
This is such a heartbreaking story and one that is true for far too many people. I think you did a wonderful job of tackling a difficult subject. The dialog felt a bit forced. I'd guess both the child and the MC might speak in shorter, incomplete sentences. Although I could picture a child totally puzzled by drinking dog hair and then leaping to Nana being bitten by a dog. It was a nice balance. I liked the information you gave at the end. I'd never heard of Celebrate Recovery until just a bit ago, but it seems to be popping up more and more, which I think must be a good thing.