It's just a clear path through those trees...

It's a fight everyday. I'm never sure who is winning or how to get up again, but I seem to be up for at least one more round. Death was never the option; he knew it, He knew it too. Sometimes it's hard to imagine that what is happening is happening to you and your family. Sometimes it's hard to imagine that these things could happen to your friends. The big question, "why?" resonates through our bones. Through all of this there is hope, there is good. Some days I need more convincing then others. I know it's true; I see that it is true everyday with my daughter, my wife...my dad, my mom, my brothers and their wives. I am getting weary, God give me strength.