I can certainly understand and empathize with Skyler’s family and their courageous decision to let their son live his dreams. Nothing in life is guaranteed, life itself is not guaranteed. I know, at the time my oldest son was out of college and moving on with life, I lost him. He was 23 1/2 years old. The pain of that made me decide I would Never have another child. I could never face the chance I would have to endure that pain again. Six years later my youngest son was born, he is 17 today and the joy of my life, second only to my
Lord and Savior. Four years ago I talked my high school sweetheart from 1967 into marrying me. At first she said “No” because of her health concerns she was afraid she “would become a burden to me”. I told her I drive 40 to 50 thousand miles a year and that I could just as easily become a “burden” to her.
We were married shortly there after with my youngest son being my Best Man.
There two thieves of time in our lives:
Regret for the past
Fear of the Future.
God Bless and Keep Skyler and his family.
