A death in the family can teach a person a lot about life.
My Father died when I was about 7 yrs old. As I've grown up I have realized the many differences there are to growing up without a dad. My mother went to work full time after my father died out of a need to support us so she was gone a lot of the time. I have an older brother who took it upon himself to be the discipline. Needless to say that didn't work out very well. We were both young and I didn't recognize my brother as an authority figure. Because of this there was a lot of rivalry between us. As teenagers we turned to alcohol…
