Picking Up The Pieces

The screenshot above is one of many unfulfilled promises from the people we befriended. The people that proclaimed hundreds of times that “we are family now”

   It doesn’t hurt me now. I can’t afford to hurt for myself. I hurt for my wife. I hurt for my best friend. I hurt for the woman who is fighting for her life as hard as she can under the worst of circumstances. I hurt for her because someone it took her 3 months to trust took her hand,looked into her eyes and said “Karen,I’m not going to let you die. I’m not going to leave here without you guys,and I promise you have a family for life”  Karen believed we had a fresh new beginning in a home that wasn’t a hotel. A new chapter in our lives,not having to ask for help to survive. That dream was shattered. However, between me and all of you,we will build a new dream. One that doesn’t evolve into a nightmare. The absolute truth is that the people who mean the most to us are people we have never met. That is all of you. Thank you for giving hope where there wasn’t any to be found. 

    I apologize for the audio being scratchy at times and the background noise. Obviously in a hotel I can’t go into another room to record. Those minor issues will be fixed next time. Thank you for listening.

We treasure you OPL Family.

Brian