Hi Brad and Brad,
Happy New Year to you
both and I hope for a great 2019 for you guys! In my last email I wrote
about the song "Hard to Imagine" and discussed how I have been trying
to find my own meaning for the song. The chorus of the song constantly
plays in the back of my mind. I realize most of the lyrics to this song
don't really apply to my life experiences, however the generality of
the following words sum up what has happened within the last 12 months
for me. I apologize in advance, but I'll probably get pretty heavy in
this message.
Things were different then.
All is different now.
I tried to explain.
I tried to explain.
Somehow.
My
life and everything around me was very different this time last year.
Morgan and I discussed it a little bit over brunch today. Both of our
lives have been turned upside down by what happened to her. Now I see
the same thing happening for my parents. Both my dad and I are hoping
our wives can pick up where they left off before they ended up under the
circumstances they've inherited.
Hearing
Bill's story last week provided some hope in a time of uncertainty.
Knowing someone who has gotten past a stage IV glioblastoma, without a
re-occurrence for over 7 years gives some evidence that there is the
possibility my mom and pick up where she left off. The other thing that
was "Hard to Imagine" was when I told them about Bill. The looks on
their faces was somewhat desperate and scared. They've seemingly been
waiting to hear something to help them feel confident that there is a
future for them both for the next several years to come. For most of my
life, they have been there for me in times of need. Especially back in
the winter when Morgan was hospitalized. It's "Hard to Imagine" that I
need to be there for them, because I am still reeling by Morgan's
situation at times.
Here's to a new
year. A year of hopefully moving forward again. A year of where my mom
and Morgan can begin to feel like themselves again. Hopefully things
at this time next year will be very different again.
Forced to endure, what I could not forgive,
Chris
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