-A Lie
I decided to focus on family, choosing to believe-and have faith-that everything else would fall into place. I wasn't comfortable-or good-at lying to her.
So, when Samantha surprised me one day by swallowing her pride and asking directly if a...
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On the pages that follow, I've attempted to describe events—some as far back as 25 years ago—that led to failed relationships, a broken marriage, and the temporary collapse of what had been a productive life. With unrefined writing skills, I spent countless hours writing, rewriting, and honing the details. While my memories were clear, recreating the past on paper proved a formidable challenge. What began as therapy to bring order to the chaos of my thoughts evolved into a labor of love—a hobby and an ever-unfinished work in progress.
I've always been captivated by films. They allow you to step inside someone else's life for two hours, give or take, and reflect the intimate complexities of human experience. In my early twenties, I attended a two-day script-writing seminar. Although it led nowhere, a comment from the instructor has stayed with me ever since. He claimed most movies boil down to: Boy meets girl; boy gets girl; boy loses girl; boy gets girl back. While meant as a framework for storytelling, I found it uninspiring. Life, especially relationships, is far more intricate. It's all in the details. With that as context, I offer fair warning to any who read this: perhaps too much detail is shared.
For those who prefer a summary, here's the best I can offer: After the failure of my 20-year marriage and the 3-year relationship that followed, I craved simplicity—a life centered on two things: caring for my boys and walking.
