The Road Back To Us

I have failed you.

I know I’ve said this before—
and maybe I’ll say it again.
But this truth sits at the center
of everything that’s broken in our family.

I was so busy working,
so focused on providing,
that I lost sight of what mattered most—
you.

And look what happened.
We lost the glue that held this family together.

I will live with the regret
of the tragedy of losing Dean.
That pain never leaves me.
I am so sad.

And in that sadness, I’ve had time to reflect—
to see not just what was lost,
but what I failed to hold together.
I’ve asked myself again and again:
Could I have done more?
Could I have stopped the unraveling?
The answer is yes.
And that truth weighs heavy on me.

I didn’t bring the family together
at the time I should have.
I see that now.

And as much as I can take responsibility,
I will.
I must.

But I believe this:
if we all truly want it,
we can put the broken pieces back together.
We can be a family again.

To accomplish that,
I need your help.
Together, we can do this.
It’s up to us.

I carry deep regrets.
But the hope—
the hope lives in all of us.

Maybe not now.
Maybe not today.
But if we don’t try,
we will all regret it.

We still have a chance.

It won’t be easy.
But it will be worth it.
It depends on how determined we all are.