Wash, Rinse, Repeat (6S)

In June of 2006 my son’s febrile seizures finally stopped jerking him around. I stopped crying that year too and found a place to dispose of my sackcloth and ashes. That annoying lump in my throat, yep, gone too. It really made a difference when I started writing songs again that I didn’t have to sing around it. The other day my wife calls me to say that it had all started again. I couldn’t believe it took 3 whole years to feel unsafe again.