Castles were built to keep enemies out. What we all need is to let friends in.
The boys wore black arm bands today in memory of Jimmy, the father of one of their teammates, who died Tuesday just before dawn.
The darkest hour is just before dawn.
If you can't sleep, and you're worrying about things like money, the last bit of night seems darker than it really is.
I've been there.
If you hang on long enough for the first light of dawn to warm you, your emotions might just execute a turnaround.
My buddy Howard's dad, The Last Farmer , used to say the same thing in farming dialect. "After the rain, the sun will shine."
But, sometimes, the dark is more than you can handle, and you just can't see your way through to morning light.
At times like that, you gotta reach out, find someone to talk to. Otherwise, the darkness, which has its own sweet seductiveness, will take you out.
We lost a special one this week, on Tuesday just before dawn. The boys wore black arm bands in his honor. We watched them play today with silent tears in our eyes and with heavy hearts.
One man's voice, a wonderful voice, has been silenced. A man of incredible creativity, passion, excitement, enthusiasm, inventiveness, but also with demons only he knew has been lost.
His memory lives on in the beauty of children; in the ranges of colors available to us; in the new growth that greets us in spring; and in the hope that strives to push through each new challenge in our often difficult lives.
Hold on to your hope. The light will soon return.
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1 comment:
We can all hold onto our hope together until the light reappears. Your whole post was very well put, David.
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