UPDATE: DECEMBER 6, 2016: As I read my story, years later, it still excites me. It also angers me. And saddens me. And leaves me hopeless and full of hope at the same time. Not a day goes by that I don’t think about Jack. And not a day goes by that I don’t question the reality of it all. I’m lost in this game of life, and I play on. Waiting. Wondering. Knowing.
I want you to know my story. I am not sure why. Perhaps it will give you courage to press on. Perhaps it will give you courage to stop. You tell me.
This is my story. It was amazing at times. It was painful at times. But at all times it was beautiful. I am posting it here because it cannot be denied and will not be forgotten. The memories, both good and bad, will forever be a part of me.