Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Mortality

Mortality, that which all who live and breathe must deal with. Every day I go about existence, try not to take it for granted, but inevitably fall into that category. Then I wake up out of my sublime stupor when someone near succumbs to that inescapable end. My beating heart, that very essence which keeps me alive, aches. A man, rough around the edges who challenged his kids to make them strong and endure the thorns of life (he was sometimes that thorn), was my hero. A time of my life came when I either had to succumb to insanity or chose life, he was the one who spoke up and told me, “You go for it! (life)”

In loving memory, William (Bill) Hestand, my brother-in-law.

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