These words today do not come as easily as they usually do.
Chip,
Thanks for worrying about me buddy.
Gary,
Thanks for calling me when I needed so bad to talk to someone outside of the family but was so numb I could not even dial the phone
JR.
Your prayers cannot save my Dad now, but they can help ease his path to heaven.
Dave,
Ditto ( thanks, that just made me laugh)
Scott,
I know you're always there but thanks for reminding me
To all,
Maybe someday down the road, I'll be able to write about these times, but right now as I am living them they are among the darkest and lightest days of my life combined in a way too strange to comprehend yet alone explain. I would ask each of you to ask yourself, what is life ? and then ask yourself if what you believe is life is present, why does it have to end when it could go on ?
A riddle you say, No, the mystery, the glory, the pain and the wonder of life all passing before my eyes every day now.
Vaya con Dios
B B