Surrender
People ask me how I’m doing and I never know how to answer.
I do know that on most mornings I wake up and I’m surprised that I’m still here. Stunned really, how I am enduring the most devastating and unrelenting pain I could have ever have imagined—every second of every hour of every day, and that somehow, I’m still breathing.
But more than anything I'm just shocked that Patrick is not here.I'm aghast. Astounded every time I allow the sheer horror of the accident to seep into my awareness, and to realize ...