When he was an infant, Garrett’s path was my path. He ventured where I ventured because I carried him.
When he could walk, Garrett’s path followed my path, his footsteps were my footsteps.There were still too many unknowns for him to venture off and create a new path of his own.
It is now my turn to follow Garrett’s path. My footsteps will be in his footsteps because I love him as a father loves his son. I take great comfort knowing where this path will lead me. And although I cannot hear his voice or hold his hand, I know Garrett is right here with me, loving me, protecting me, and leading me on this path to heaven.
-Bruce Brockway April 30, 2013