The fact that my son was in the world at the time of my assault, even though my wife didn't even know it, was something that has become for me a testimony that sometimes in our darkest moments, when we are trapped and afraid for our lives, there is still a point to our lives. I was that boy's father.. even though at the time he was no bigger than blueberry. When that man was beating me in the nuts, telling me I would never have children, my son was developing my eyes, my smile. If I let that man kill me, my son never would have known his father.

Daryl, you are not the sum of all the letters after your name. Having letters after your name sure is great... but I definitely don't think any less of you. I am sure you are wonderful at what you do and if I ever found that school I've always wanted to found you can be the school counselor no problem smile

“If a man wishes to be sure of the road he treads on, he must close his eyes and walk in the dark.”

- Saint John of the Cross