I could be unhappy. Every day. Because there are things and
thoughts that could easily make me unhappy. Instead, I refuse to let stuff
bother me. Even the fact that my son is dying. I deal with it. In positive
ways. Such as assuming that Jack will be moving on to a better life. In a
spiritual realm. In that sense, death ain’t so bad. It’s like being born again.
That’s what I’m telling Jack. And he’s buying into it. Of course, he wants to stick around for a
while longer. So that he has the opportunity to watch one more Super Bowl. This
Sunday. I hope that Jack is granted his last wish. Though there may be better
things to watch. Where Jack is going. Makes me happy. About Jack’s bright
future. --Jim Broede
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