For 2 hours

Last night for 2 hours I got to step out of my normal life and be absolutely rocked and entertained by Needtobreathe. That was an incredible show. It was at the Boston House of blues, which is where Shelby and I were on November 19, 2010 when we got the call that Wes was hurt in a ski accident and was being taken by flight for life to the hospital. It's not like I put off going back there, but this seemed to be the right opportunity to redeem the building.

I spend a lot of time going through the motions, doing what is right, doing the next right thing, filling my life and my time to avoid thinking, to avoid reality. Even my counselor knows this, has mentioned it, but doesn't push me on it, maybe it is time to think, maybe it is time by God's grace to deal.

I told Jo last night that during most of the new tunes from Needtobreathe, I picture them while driving down rt. 24. I idolized him from the day he was born, and now there really isn't a thing I can do of ultimate significance for him.

Thanks to the band for coming to town and giving us a break and a great night. May God continue to bless and keep you.