Sleepless In The Lou
Another night in my battle with the ghosts in my head.
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Another night in my battle with the ghosts in my head.
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I thought about you today. I can’t help but wonder what your parents are doing today. How they’re coping on this, their first Thanksgiving without you. Thanksgiving is supposed to be a day we give thanks for the blessings God has bestowed upon us. It’s supposed to be filled with family, friends, food and fellowship.
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As he sits, nearly motionless, the world is moving all around him…people walking past like he’s not even here. Indeed, he’s not here. He’s nowhere close to where “here” is right now. Here is a place he longs to be with every fiber of his being. Right here is good. It’s where his family
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What do you see when he passes you, red lights flashing and siren blaring as he clears a path to his destination? Do you see the pain and suffering he will see when he gets there? Do you see it? No? Open your eyes…it’s there. It’s a darkness that swallows him, pouring over his soul
I close my eyes and the darkness envelopes me I open them so I don’t have to see that which lives in the dark…the memory that crashes over me like a wave at sea. Sleep evades me in the dark of night as the fire inside threatens to ignite an inferno that is
The last week or so since I wrote Welcome to My Vulnerability has been pretty good. I’ve been staying pretty busy…very busy actually. This time of year gets pretty hectic with all of you in school and the Upward Sports season starting up. Throw in some of the other ministries I’ve committed my time to,
To my friends and family in the EMS community, Thank you for taking a moment from your day to drop by. I am honored and blessed that the creator of our Facebook page “EMS for Christ” allowed me to become an admin for the page. It has been a blessing for me to step out
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It’s dark in here. The darkness is soul-piercing. It’s an evil kind of darkness, that has enveloped me. The cold that lives here in the dark is alive. It moves and sways around me. I cannot escape it, though my soul yearns for warmth and light. My mind cries out for it, and I cannot
Although I cried again today just reading through my previous note, today I’m not feeling like I did when I wrote that. The weeks following the incident that started me in this crazy spiral of emotions had me feeling something different than what I feel today. For the past three days, I’ve felt a disconnect
I have to start this note with an apology. To my dear children and my wife, I’m so sorry. You didn’t get a choice in who your dad is. I wasn’t a firefighter when I met and married your mom, and I’m not sure I even mentioned it was a dream job of mine before