For You, I will...

Okay, so I'm giving in to you Sara... On only one condition. I want for you to start writing too. Start a blog here at blogspot and be my friend. Tell others about your blog or leave it as our own private guilty pleasure. You choose...

So here I go, I'm a little rusty but let me see if I can throw a bit a prose in between my ramblings.

"He was... my dad"

     It was not so easy letting go. Watching the taillights blur away from me. Men leave their families everyday. Fathers, husbands and role models... all gone. I am 24 years old and watching my family collapse around me. My heart burned, My eyes stung and my rage pulled my hand into a fist... I fell to my knees and beat the ground until my fists bled. I stopped and nodded to myself. I stood up. Wiped myself off and looked at the house in front of me. My house. My home with my family inside. I rolled my shoulders back, leveled my head and started for the front door. The air outside cools the fire in my heart. Their will be a time for mourning. But today is not that day for me. Today is the day I become a brother and a son. This is my family and I am thankful. I will protect them from harm and I will not fail...
I got this...

ej