and in between the moon and you, the angels get a better view
I'm leaving in a few moments and beginning a lengthy trip to Colorado to see my beloved cousin, Shawn.
Tomorrow evening, I'll be with my family as we attend Shawn's visitation. Saturday morning, we'll join again to say goodbye at his funeral.
Shawn, who recently turned 41, who felt like he was next to God when he'd take his bike out into the mountains around his adopted hometown, who just sent his children off to school to start their third and fourth grade years, killed himself Monday evening.
Shawn is the second person I know and hold close to my heart to take their own life in less than a year. My heart can't take anything more like this happening again. I wish with everything in this heart of mine that their hearts, their thoughts hadn't been so sad to bring us to a place like this.
I hope there is peace that follows what was so secretly restless.