Yesterday I shared an excerpt from my memoir Keeping the Tryst, from the end of chapter 37. That excerpt dealt with my life on September 10th, 2001. And the last thing that I did before falling asleep late that night was to thank God for all of the good that He had brought into my life. If the previous several months could have been that good, I had no doubt that the rest of my life could be just as amazing. I was 27 years old, with everything ahead of him. I was in love, I had a good job, I was writing for publication on a daily basis. And on the night of September 10th I had started writing the script for my very first movie.
My eyes closed, and I was looking forward to another day of being grateful.
Here is another excerpt. The final part of ...