It has been 4 days since Rod left me and our 5 year old last Monday in a hotel in Phoenix. It was 3 am. That morning at about 2:15am, Rod got up, began sifting through photos of our kids, trying almost desperately to organize those last minute details that have seemed less urgent until you realize there really is no more time before you have to go…. and “there” is a place that is a vacuum of emotion, warmth, humaneness. He was on his way to catch a flight to Oklahoma; he had to surrender himself to El Reno FCI by noon that day.
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