From my kitchen window I could see the rafters for the new garage in place. The dawn was breaking and it was unusually quiet and calm in the house.
I felt inspired and moved by the amount of love and labor that has gone into this job. My uncle has been here, Sully has been here and my Dad has been here. I'm sure they have seen my tension because of where he is right now, and their way has been to help. This has never been about them.
I'm not sure how I will ever repay their generosity.
I've heard them say this is nothing compared to what he is doing right now.
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