I was reviewing the upcoming mini-documentary on my battle overcoming suicide and life with my family. It was done at the end of last summer and one of the main scenes is us cliff diving into a lake. Looking outside at the snow, it was a warm, fond memory!
Right before the family jumps, I tell about writing the following poem when I was a young man struggling to find his way:
Took a storm
To crack the mortar
The stone, the aged clay
The walls I’d built to shield myself
From rains I feared to face
Took a storm
To clear the rubble
The remnants of my home
To find the lost foundation
Poured before I dwelt alone
And the waters flow
So today
I think I’ll swim
It may be winter, it may be a dark time in your life. But you can always make a leap and decide to start living.
As Red said in the Shawshank Redemption: “Get busy living, or get busy dying.”
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