Day #1

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I woke up this morning after a good nights sleep and was greeted with a picture from the dearest of friends. You see “R” is a person that I call on at work when I need help..when I feel threatened.. He is always there and it makes me feel safer; without him I could not do my job. He is a protector, he is in essence a profiler, a detective, a body-guard, and a consummate negotiator.
GRANDfather and a wonderful friend. A true GENTLEman. Hard to come by these days.

As I looked at this picture many thoughts came to mind as I start DAY ONE. I realized how blessed I am to have the privilege to know such a person, and especially to call him a friend.

Among many things, my dear friend is a GRANDfather.

Essentially a grandfather is a man who is biologically enabled to call himself just that. He has had a child who in turn had a child. This is a fact of family lineage.

What makes a grandfather a GRANDfather? I will tell you only because I see it in the eyes of my friend.

A GRANDfather holds the key to “knowing”. A man who has a moderate lifetime of experience to share with his grandchild. A man who holds a key to life’s lessons and is willing to share. A man who is confident and knows how to love, unconditionally.

A man who is confident and not just understands, but is able to pass on the meaning of love and commitment. And to be able to honestly give such a gift to a child ensures a legacy of such proportion it is unequivocal.

At 43, I have already left my footprints in the sand..will others choose to walk in my steps? who knows? I suppose it will depend on whether or not those steps seem to appear to lead to a place of finally understanding. After much thought.. it is not the pace but the direction.

My dear friend, it appears your steps have led in a direction promising a young life hope, love, security, understanding and self-worth. The gifts that only a GRANDfather can give. Congratulations! I see the love in your eyes, the way you hold her..what a lucky young lady..thank you for sharing.

I FINALLY HIT THE WALL

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Your friends try to tell you that you are headed for disaster and you just refuse to hear it. Then one fine day you hit a brick wall at a blazing 100mph! It is then you realize that it is time to reach out for the hand that offered to help, let them take the wheel for a while and help guide the way..that is the only way you will learn to have faith that you won’t get lost, only that you are now given the chance to sit back and breathe..to finally breathe. It is ok to want and need someone who is strong and dependable. What a relief to truly understand that you are only human and letting go may just be a new beginning.