MORE THAN A GLIMPSE OF HELL PART 2: UNFROZEN
I awoke to a heavy circle of pain pressing down over my heart. The day seemed pale and gloomy in a way that was out of line for even the most overcast of winter mornings in Wisconsin. My house was full of family—brothers, in-laws, and a new nephew—but I felt alone, and that strange feeling of isolation swirled around the day’s first moments like an ominous wind. “Good morning,” my youngest brother said in a singsong voice as he lowered my baby nephew close to my face. Playing
