The Adventures of Captain Imperfecto

You are here: Home » A Door With a View: Nico April 19, 2012 I lay here on this mattress and just stared at the door. I refocus on it; the memories it brought are in the past now, but the memories are coming into view. This is my present with an unknown future. I concentrate harder. Looking at the yellow stained glass window, now amber in the low light. So many good things walked through that door. I can only hope to shut out the bad that has just recently occurred. And the agony it brings me when I think of the sadness it ushered out. I use the time we brought our first child home to revive the good memories I have seen, the only thing that has slumbered in my mind tonight. I remember looking back every second I could at the baby carrier that held our firstborn son as we drove home from the hospital. My wife had to remind me, "Will you look forward. Please, we are driving, you know." Oh, I knew, alright. I wasn't going over 40mph or on the highway. Finally, we ...