The pain I carry
The pain I carry each and every day is from the loss of not having my son Dylan in my life, the loss of my best friend Steve and no longer having that relationship with my cousin Victor LaFace I once had. To add to this loss, the last 7 years alone I've watched so many friends drop dead from opiate overdoses because the government in Canada is a flat out joke. It's taken me years to add an honest entry to this blog. Today I can say there are things holding me together out of love. My kids both having new borns and my wife Mandi who's been the best person I could ever call a true love and partner in life. Dylan LaFace, one day you'll read this son, I am sorry for the loss of your mom. I know things weren't good between us. Regardless of anything I'm proud of you and everything you've accomplished and what you will accomplish throughout your life. Just wish you were here bud. We all miss you. Now I'm back in Alberta, Back in 1980, when my parents decide...