Farewell to a hero.

My cousin has gone on to glory, no small reason for anger, sadness and fear. He's the first of my generation to go. He had ALS and had no illusions about what he'd be going through, as his dad went through it in 1985.

I am no longer angry or afraid about this, experiencing his path and views have humbled me, and made me realize how wrong I have been about things I cannot change. My mistakes are slowly becoming learning experiences rather than torture devices. This is not about me, but about a quiet man who found peace in the most difficult of times


My cousin lived a very full life surrounded by people who loved him deeply because he talked the talk and walked the walk, putting God first. He shared freely a lightness of spirit and joy to all who knew him.

I believe my cousin is at peace, I know he and his wife were accepting of God's path for him and were grateful that they could contribute to researching a cure for ALS. That's a hero's path for me.

You will be terribly missed on this earth but Heralded by the next. May you continue to spread joy and love as you cross over. I know you will warm hearts and rest easy as you continue to do Gods good work.