Well there is only 152 days left until I get married! I should introduce myself, I am Alan and I was what I thought was happily married for 17 years until this past June. Then I wasn't. That quick. Long story and we will get into it as it comes up naturally, no lies and little sugar coating. Life is real. This is reality. Faced with the distinct possibility of being single for the rest of my life,(I am almost 50 and almost 350lbs!) I came face to face with the terrible shock of my baby brother's sudden death! Of natural causes no less! Now at 43 years old you don't expect someone to just keel over no matter how they lived. And he lived! Oh how he lived. That may be a book in itself someday but the shock must have done something to my brain because I woke up saying "I want to survive, no I want to really live!"
Coming to grips with all that had happened last year didn't even begin to prepare me for what would come next. Well in the process of consoling some of my brother's friends, I started writing to a girl that he knew when they were little. You know, same grade school, same high school, that kind of thing. They were pretty close and something sparked between them but my brother was a difficult person even back then and nothing became of it. The girl, Debby, married, had 3 wonderful boys, and was living in the same city that they both grew up in but they still drifted apart, even though Brian was the God-father of Debby's first born, Jason. Well when Debby heard that my brother Brian had died, she was devastated. Part
Alan is a freelance writer and has written articles on other subjects as well but most of them have a dry wit and a grandfatherly wisdom that hopefully is enjoyable to read.