Example Essay #7 pg 3

but the loss of whiskey man 2 my husband definitely beginning to heal. Todd, Mr. Southern Comfort, had been my best friend for 11years and he was a functional alcoholic who went to work and only drank when he came home but usually an entire bottle of Soco. He had gotten sober several times but always went back and since he helped me I decided to help him and he got sober and his 1 year sobriety coincided within days of his birthday and I threw a big party with both our families. I finally felt that I had my feet back on the ground and after all the party guests were gone, I sat on the counter in my kitchen while Mr. Southern Comfort did dishes and then without warning he came over stood and front of me and kissed me. I remember seeing hues of colors, feeling the earth tilt as the ground under my feet shifted with the tectonic plates. I told whiskey man number 3 this was a bad idea but he told me that he had felt this way for over ten years but I was married and now I wasn’t. Then so began the wildest romance of them all because falling in love with your best friend takes immense courage. I did point out that I was still married waiting to be divorced to which he responded by wrapping me in his arms. So my best friend Mr. Southern Comfort moved in with me and continued to battle the demons of alcoholism. I had lost 6 children while married and he knew I wanted a child more than anything in the whole world. I had always had trouble getting pregnant, staying pregnant, as I had some fertility issues and had used in vitro on my 5th and 6th attempts at childbearing. I resisted but the more and more he told me we could just try because now with the weight loss and lack of antidepressants my doctor thought I might be able to get pregnant without intervention. Todd persisted as he knew for me this would fulfill my dream. We decided we would go forward with the project and since it could be several years before my divorce would be final at this rate we would get married once it was complete. Is if by the hand of God it worked the very first month and we were ecstatic. I felt like finally the ground was cemented under my feet. My family was in shock and horrified at my unconventional situation and Mr. Southern Comfort’s parents had just the opposite reaction. The felt that I had saved their son, had been his best friend for over 11years so they knew all about me and my past and were excited to welcome a grandchild. I should have been alerted by peaceful seemingly perfect existence I was living would have to come to a bad end but I didn’t yet sense the impending monsoon. Then it happened I got a call one night that he had started drinking and I had to go pick him up and bring him home. He was so disappointed in himself and felt he let me down and ruined it all. He couldn’t forgive himself as he also lost his job that day and he ran. So as the storm clouds gathered over my little yellow house the hounds of hell were unleashed. I was 2 months pregnant reeling from the loss of my best friend, my lover, whiskey man number 3, and my life when I went to work the following week to find out my position had been eliminated. The rest of course is the same sad story. Girl tries to endure against all odds, loses baby, loses self esteem and hangs on to sanity by a string. Girl sits in the hospital holding her last Hope in her arms and Mr. Southern Comfort reappears and helps her survive this chapter. Mr. Southern Comfort was sober and after the shock of losing baby Hope wore off he thought I this time would not start anew but stay with reformed whiskey man number 3. Instead girl had endured, learned, loved, and survived and had decided that sometimes love is not enough when it comes to whiskey men. She told Todd, Mr. Southern Comfort, her best friend that there would be no happily ever after with a whiskey man. Sober Mr. Southern Comfort is still my best friend he is my Anyways friend. He will be my friend anyways no matter what or where we may go in life because Hope saved us both. Three years later Mr. Southern Comfort, whiskey man number 3 draws his strength from the Hope that saved us both.