I Brake for Speed Bumps

I BRAKE FOR SPEED BUMPS

By David Wainland

Speed bumps, a poor analogy

For the moments of crisis in life

I have always faced those occasions

With the resistance they deserve

No two alike

No two reactions the same

As I approach them

I brake for speed bumps

I brake

I never stop

If you know me

Know my writings

You’ll remember the bump

I rode through

July 6, 2003.

The day I learned

My son, Jeremy had died

Only thirty years old

Handsome, smart

Only thirty

I thought it the end of my world

The end of life

It wasn’t

There are many reasons

To go on living

His wife now married

Skylar, his daughter

Joyful, blond and three

My daughter, Lisbeth my strength

Compassionate Mark, her husband

Their children, adopted

Handsome Matthew from Guatemala

Beautiful Hannah from Virginia

My loving sister Laurie

My love, my heart, my wife, Jamie

Family and friends

My writing, my art

My faith

Life itself

March 1st his birthday

I face the sadness

Once again

I brake

I do not stop.