I lost my mom to cancer when I was 21. She was the only parent I had. She was 47.

To say it messed me up is a world class understatement. I was drunk for about 7 years.

But honestly what turned it around for me was, of course, time and surprisingly starting a family of my own.

I’m not recommending alcoholism or having children as a recourse to losing a parent. What I’m saying is time, and living your life, will help.

It sucks, and the pain is horrendous, but hang in there. This too shall pass.