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Bonaventure Drive

randomlychad  —  September 4, 2014 — 2 Comments

I remember the pear tree. Hoisting me aloft on his shoulders, I picked the juiciest, sweetest pears you could ever want to eat. I picked them for my dad and me.

I was three.

That tree was at the end of Bonaventure Drive, by the mailboxes, where it terminated and the dense forest began. Those were happy times, summer times. When I was three, and the lane shimmered with the Pennsylvania summer heat. Though the skies were always grey that close to the lake, the world was golden. Because my daddy had me, held my hand as walked Bonaventure Drive, hands sticky with pear juice in the heat.
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But three became four, and my brother was born. And the trips to the pear tree ceased.

Somewhere along the way–I didn’t know if it was me–my daddy didn’t have me anymore, didn’t hold my hand… We played ball in the side yard. He threw it harder, harder, faster, faster. I couldn’t catch it. I tried and tried, but it hit my tummy. Harder and harder, it hit my tummy.

I stood there. I stood there until I couldn’t hold back the tears. But still I stood there, the football smacking me.

My daddy was angry, and I didn’t know why.

Life was no longer the same on Bonaventure Drive.

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Today’s my birthday. I’m 43. I’m not telling you because I want your greetings (though those are nice), but rather because of what you all have done for me over the past couple of weeks. Life is a sweet gift of God, that you’ve made all the sweeter.

This birthday–maybe not as momentous as 40 in number, and just a signpost, really, on the way to fifty–is all the more poignant because of your gift to me.

All of that to say: you have given so much more than your time, prayers, and money–you have given hope to me, and my family. By confronting, and laying to rest the demons of the past, I hope to forge a new future.

That is the gift you’ve given me: hope.

Making this my happiest birthday ever!

Thank-you again!

–Chad