Wow. just wow, Dick.
Jason Weiland

Thank you, Jason. If you knew me at any point in my life before my wife died you’d wonder if I had any emotion at all. Her death gave me more gifts than I can ever express. Losing her might have been the best thing that ever happened to me. And the price? Well, it was literally everything. It cost me the man I thought I was and made me completely redefine what was important to me in life. I’m grateful beyond measure.

Some little piece of me wants to believe it was part of a grand plan, devised long before this life was even germinated. A gift, given in the kind of sacrifice that only a great love can even imagine. And yet, there’s this little nugget of doubt that leaves me feeling guilty even though I had no control over the outcome. Is it the romantic in me? Believing love can be so grand as to agree to give everything for the growth of a soul? I believe it so. Because I know I would be willing to reciprocate such a gift for someone I loved the way I loved her.

Life is more than we see. I’m absolutely convinced of it. And even if I’m wrong, what better way is there to live?