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No Matter What

September 26, 2018

Brilliant, Jake!

Jake Owensby

Our oldest son Andrew turned thirty this year. We’ve walked a long and winding, often unexpected, road together. And I am the better for it.

Once, when he was still in diapers, I lay with him in bed for an afternoon nap. As I watched his chest lightly rising and falling, my chest tightened with the thought that we are connected by an unbreakable thread.

Wherever he goes I go, at least in heart and soul. The sobering awareness gripped me that I have no idea where our road will lead. There is no way I can foresee what choices he will make and not make. The breaks the world will toss him or the raw deals that same world will dish out. The moments of delight and the unexpected injuries.

7A4F0766-3276-49D3-9884-924062DE4B39Most ghastly and wonderful of all, I realized that my life is forever vulnerable to, and will be irrevocably…

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