This
morning ‘the man’ was not around to supply our pain
reliever.
I had a choice to make just like every other day. I said to the
burn in my chest that our run is over.
I wanted to cry but somehow had forgotten how. I could feel the
welling up but the dam was closed today. That was okay, I could
release another time. But this day I was on a mission to walk out
that door that had kept me in there without question.
I was shaking from fear as my stomach decided to crawl up my throat
and have a party. Everything I had been running from my whole life
flashed in front on my face....An open casket of a man I never knew,
the pain of a home shattered into a thousand pieces, regret, guilt,
insecurity, and fear of succeeding where two unknown parents failed.
I am a man of a height not surpassed by most men. I can handle this
on my own, I thought to myself. This was my first mistake last time
when I failed miserably.
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