Life is PreciousPosted: June 18, 2007
Well, this is one of those times when this is more for me than it is for you.
So that’s your warning. You can turn back now if you wish. I don’t mind. Really. The next few posts are going to be for me. You are welcome to read them. And comment on them. I’m always thrilled when you do that. But, first and foremost, I’m writing this for me.
The title of this post is something I now believe in more than anything.
June 10th — 8:04 a.m., my wife gives birth to a gorgeous and perfect baby girl named Erin Margaret.
June 11th — at 3:30 p.m., while waiting to take Erin home from the hospital, one of my twin brothers calls me. I’m thinking to congratulate us. No. Instead he’s calling to tell me that his twin (and my brother) has suffered a massive heart attack and is on life support.
June 12th -15th — still a blur.
June 16th — my brother dies.
Within one week, my family has gained a beautiful little daughter, sister, granddaughter, great granddaughter and niece. And at the same time, we’ve lost an incredible brother, son, father, uncle and grandson.
Now, I know life isn’t fair.
There is so much for me to write. So much I need to write.
There’s a good chance it’s going to ramble. I have no idea how the words are going to come out. All I know is they are knocking at the door and they want to come out.
So, on this blog they will come out. They have to.