Chapter 39

"You know Christ?"

"I do."

"Who helped him carry the cross?"

"A man called Simon. Simon of Cyrene."

"Who is our savior?"

"Jesus Christ."

"He is the almighty, yes?"

"Yes."

"But even he needed help... Because he was made flesh. Flesh cannot survive on its own. When you pray to God to assist you, he answers and sends you help in the form of man. I needed help when I lost my Benjamin. I refused it, but I needed it. I drowned in guilt. I thought I had robbed my family of a very much loved child, and I drowned in guilt again because I knew that my state of guilt was killing my husband and Brandon. After so long, I felt like I needed to do something right. I needed to come out of that stupor. For my family. For me. And to do that, I had to accept their help. For every time Brandon sat with me and I accepted my child's shoulder, he was helping me see what my guilt didn't let me see... I saw that my family still needed me. Someone as guilty as me. The least I could do was step up. For everytim