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As a lot of you know, the last two years have been horrible for me.
I lost my wife and baby daughter in the summer of 2007 and I have been fighting a daily battle for survival. It can be hard to find a reason to keep going when something like that happens.
Some of you carried more of that burden than others. I know I said some ugly things to those poor gentlemen who were only trying to help and I hope that they will forgive me and understand that it was only the grief talking.
But now, almost two years later, I am starting law school, I inherited some money, (not much, but enough to pay for school and buy myself the AR-10 I always wanted) and these last 6 weeks I actually seem to have snagged a girlfriend, a beautiful, blue eyed, red headed Romanian firecracker.
So, I wanted to say that I know what the black hole of grief and pain and desperation looks and feels like.
And I also have seen that there is some sunlight that may shine again.
I know how fragile it is, so I take it all as horribly tentative, but it feels so good.
I want to share my smoke, and I know how much smoke you blew my way, yes I do.
Smoke to everybody who prayed for me, smoke to those who didn't .
If I can buy someone a khukuri to cheer them up, let me know.
-Danny
who is rising from the ashes
I lost my wife and baby daughter in the summer of 2007 and I have been fighting a daily battle for survival. It can be hard to find a reason to keep going when something like that happens.
Some of you carried more of that burden than others. I know I said some ugly things to those poor gentlemen who were only trying to help and I hope that they will forgive me and understand that it was only the grief talking.
But now, almost two years later, I am starting law school, I inherited some money, (not much, but enough to pay for school and buy myself the AR-10 I always wanted) and these last 6 weeks I actually seem to have snagged a girlfriend, a beautiful, blue eyed, red headed Romanian firecracker.
So, I wanted to say that I know what the black hole of grief and pain and desperation looks and feels like.
And I also have seen that there is some sunlight that may shine again.
I know how fragile it is, so I take it all as horribly tentative, but it feels so good.
I want to share my smoke, and I know how much smoke you blew my way, yes I do.
Smoke to everybody who prayed for me, smoke to those who didn't .
If I can buy someone a khukuri to cheer them up, let me know.
-Danny
who is rising from the ashes
