When my father died suddenly from a heart attack, like far too many in this world then and now, she self-medicated her depression with alcohol. In 1957, AA was just 18 years old and women a rarity in the rooms. But now we live in a world with antidepressants and 12-step programs of recovery for any addiction or obsession, from eating to work.
So when they say my progress is amazing, I reply, “Thanks. My mom instilled a great work ethic in me … and I have never worked so hard in my life.”