My wife and I hold on to each other, because in this deluge of pain and sorrow we are both grasping for a rock to steady us, a rock that will keep us from drowning.
There is no better place in America than Texas to experience the vicissitudes of life. It was once said that Texas is paradise for men and dogs and hell for women and horses.
Losing my son continues to affect me in ways that are hard to imagine. Years worth of work and growth all seem to have been erased and I am back to viewing the world like I did when the injured, dead, and dying were all that concerned me for 7 years.