Running Away

In life there will be times when we wished we were any place else except where we are at that very moment. I have had those times but in this instance, in this fog, in this pain I don’t want to.  In fact I find myself running head first into the crisis. It’s a strange phenomena and one not easily explained. I suppose there are two contributing factors.

First, the notion that you can run away from something this extreme is nonsensical. You can’t run away. It is with you each and every moment, wherever you go, whatever you do. I am good with that as it confirms my love for my son.

Second, is a commitment to Brian’s legacy. His death shall produce fruit and to run away would negate that possibility.

I see parents and families running away from their loved ones and it makes me sad. Life doesn’t offer many second chances and to run away limits the opportunities to share God’s wonder and beauty with those that we love. I would encourage all to stay the course. Find support, whatever you need, to stay with those that desperately want and need you to stay by their side. It’s not easy and it will be very bumpy but, in the end you will be a better, stronger person. I will confess that Brian’s death showed me and my family just how dedicated we were to him and how exhausted we all were. Today though, I am a much better man and thank my Brian for leading me down a harsh path to ensure I grew as a man.