Resist
”I can learn to coexist with anything but pain.” …I understand, fully, that pain is a part of the process, and that even in the deepest and happiest moments of my future, the pain will still be with me – but feeling it daily, and feeling it in uncontrolled waves isn’t natural – it isn’t [&hellip
Read MoreDreamline
Is It real? Am I dreaming? Which one is real? Which is the dream? …once your conscious takes over, that’s an easy question to answer. Reality comes into focus and the dream becomes a bit fogged – but its still there. There’s the daily slap. Perhaps just a tad bit less sting. I haven’t heard [&hellip
Read MoreTime Stand Still
Tonight, I got to spend the night with some of the most important people in my life. Jaime, Homer, Christian, Chris, Gary and my sister, Sara. A table full of laughter. Smiles. Heart. Lots of conversation of old memories of Michele. …some tears were shed, but far more laughter was heard. Good memories. I know [&hellip
Read MoreFly By Night
…some of my fellow Rush compatriots may be seeing a theme. I’ll leave it at that. My thoughts today? Cluttered. …all over the place. Good and bad. Happy and sad. Mia and I went to see mommy last night. We held each other, cried, read a bunch of headstones (which is always an interesting experience) [&hellip
Read MoreLessons
I woke up again this morning. …and the slap to my face as reality hit was just as hard as it was yesterday. …but today, I feel just a little bit less alone. Yesterday, Just as I was beginning to feel that there was no hope, no connection to God, and indeed no connection to [&hellip
Read MoreThe Hole and the Island
I had what I would normally describe as a nice weekend this weekend. Took the kids out for a fun activity on Saturday morning, enjoyed lunch with some of my best friends and their family while the kids played, everyone went to the Pumpkin Farm in Celina, watched some college football and wrapped it up [&hellip
Read MoreOne Week
I have been pouring over Gabe’s posts for the past few days. My sweet Michele followed him every step of the way after losing her friend, Lindsay and particularly after the apparent miracle we received last year when we almost lost her on the operating table during the summer of 2011. ”Honey, come read what [&hellip
Read MoreNow what?
So – Michele is gone. I understand this, yet I can’t believe it. I can intellectualize it, but I can’t accept it yet. …so the big question is now what do I do? Everybody gives advice nobody (except perhaps for Gabe and some of the folks on here dealing with the same issues) GETS IT. [&hellip
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