I must admit that the last 5 months have not been easy. I seem to swing between feeling sorry for myself and my son to being down right pissed off. The last few weeks have been especially challenging – and I do want to share that with everyone – but all of that just doesn’t seem to matter much today. You see, I live in the Twin Cities of Minnesota. I have driven the bridge that collapsed many, many, many times. 35W is literal the main artery of Minneapolis. The Mississippi River twists and turns many times around the cities. You begin to take for granted the fierce river below, especially when you travel over a structure that feels like solid highway and not a bridge. And that is what that bridge felt like to me. It still seems so unreal.
My thoughts are with those families who are waiting to hear the tragic news and with those who will have to deliver it.
