I had no idea he was someone I would come to admire. For you see, we had varying differences. It felt like thorns, keeping us apart, and I let the ooze of our “disagreeing views” spill over. Thus, I developed a clouded view of him, never considering what we had in common. Now, the best part is we did become friends, but it took his wife getting ‘lung cancer’ to heal my heart, to open my eyes, so I could see with clarity. To let go of the ugly. To focus on rising above the hurt. To allow ...