Chapter 6

Men like to break things, even when they don’t know what they’re doing. Breakage happens. It happened. Dear Christ, why?

I always thought of Paul as my protector, shielding me from any danger in the world. Challenges seemed insignificant with him at my side from early childhood into my adulthood. Never had he failed to help me through life, raising me up when I needed raised, and grounding me when necessary. Paul became my rock, sensitive and caring, and sheltered me from the bad no matter what the ugly situations entailed. Inconceivable events unfolded in our lives together, yet he made it a point to always be there for me. Through hell and high water, Paul cradled me with his love, bound me to him, and shaded me from any harmful intent created by others.