I Can’t Say the Word
I have been putting this off long enough. The Editor of this newspaper offered me this opportunity several months ago. I am sure he is surprised I have actually written it. He honored my family with an incredible article several weeks ago. I still can’t believe he did that. There is no way we deserved that kind of sendoff. Between him and the author, I was more humbled by that article than any other event in my life, outside of Gayla foolishly agreeing to marry me over 24 years ago and go on this crazy ride of life with me. Writing what is likely my final Messenger article is hard.
I kept finding reasons to put it off. First day on the new job….Nope, too many things to focus on. Selling of our Forney House… Nope, it’s still not time. Buying the new house in New Braunfels…Nope, we aren’t in it yet, so maybe it’s not real. My job at the City of Forney was offered to someone else….Nope, it’s not final yet, so I could still go back. Gayla’s last day as a full-time teacher at Forney High School…Nope, she could still do other things if we stayed. I am now out of excuses. We moved into the New Braunfels House this weekend. A second person has been offered my old job and they accepted it and have a start date. So, there is truly no going back now. It’s time. The next paragraphs are going to be full of emotion. It’s going to be painful to type. I will likely need a few breaks to blink away the tears.
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