“I remember Michelle just staring at the floor, processing the shock of the ‘Sinless Christian’ doctrine. When she finally looked up, all the casual sympathy was gone, replaced by a fierce, protective urgency. She didn’t say, ‘I’m sorry you went through that.’ She said, ‘You gotta write a book on this, people need to hear this.’ That was the moment my fifteen years of lost time transformed from a chronicle of failure into a mandate. It meant the tuition I paid wasn’t just for me; it was to buy an education for everyone else.”
i kept this on my mind over the next few years, as i was doing trucking and courier work which took an immense amount of time but i enjoyed it immensely and jotted some ideas here and there. when i did get to the airport she would often if i we\rote anything yet . i would say that i was thinking about some stuff and chatting in the face book group of those of us who had left over the years but not anything major yet.
so when i had a stroke sometime later she said to me good now you finally have time to write as you recover and that i have right now spending a lot of my time recovering and writing