There are people that come and touch us, some to our very souls and then move on while others will quietly walk beside us for many many years.
There are many that I thank every day for being there when this angry young boy and man was trying to make his way. They gave me sanctuary from the storms with those quiet words of encouragement, love and wisdom that kept me safe. Some have passed over and I still hear them whisper to me as I struggle with those demons within and the perceived demons without.
Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! With all my heart and being, I am grateful for you coming into my life at the times that you have... this book is possible because you were there...