Saved By The Dragon

 The year my son was born is the year of the Metal Dragon, from the Chinese Zodiac. And this dragon saved me not once - but twice.

So today we'll talk about the first time my life was saved because of this dragon.

Somewhere around 2004 my life came to a screeching halt and it seemed as if I was crawling in limbo to the erratic rhythm of bad decisions.

My wife Mary tried to make it work between us, but I knew that I already destroyed the trust we once had.

In my darkness I saw no light and found myself on a winding road from Crestline and knew this was the last time I'd be on it.

As the curve round to greet me, I stepped on the gas steadily making my way to the end.

All I could think about was how I could mistreat our family the way I did and that there was no way out but this..

Then all of a sudden, just as I hit the point of no return.. I heard the voice of my little dragon "I love you Daddy".

Tears immediately streamed down my face as I let up on the gas and the curve as tight as it was, kept me on the road till safety made its way.

Crying uncontrollably like a baby I wept most of the way home. In my heart, I knew that I could never be this person ever again - but it was too late and death finally came to greet me in a way that I would have never expected.

So imagine yourself as my son at five years old who's father committed suicide the year before your mother was slain by a bullet. These are but a fragment of things that I'll take to the grave with me..

My next Tatt

The Dragon and me..