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As I write these words, I am filled with HOPE. The presence of God has his wings over us as we grieve and walk through our pain, we take refuge in Him....

This is my story as I remember it...

August 7, 2008:
Brian was on his way to work on I-49 in Opolousas, La. At 2:11 am, he went off the highway, hit a guardrail & rolled more times than I want to know. He was 20 minutes away from his destination. Brian was 28 years old. He left behind me, his wife, and our 2 precious boys - Luke and Hank. I had just walked into my job at a Dallas Magazine when the phone call you never want came. "Brian's Dead" in the most horrific, unconcionable manner you could imagine. His sister had got the news before me. What? It is a mistake. There is just no possible way. They have it all wrong. I called his rig, Brian worked off-shore on an oil rig out in the ocean. I called, "I am needing to speak with Brian Donner, please - it is an emergency" The man on the other end said, "Brian never made it."
My heart dropped.
It had to be true. Everyone at the magazine held me down & hugged me. I looked at each one of them straight in the eyes - there were at lease 8 of my girlfriends there on the floor with me, holding me. I looked at each one of them in the eyes & said, "NO!"
"NO, NO, NO, NO, NO"
They looked into my eyes with huge tears. "Someone please tell me NO!" I desperately asked, as if the deeper I looked into their eyes, perhaps the nightmere would be over. They called my Mom. She came to my job immediately & joined us on the floor of the hallway outside of our offices. She came in & dropped to the floor and held me tight. The nightmare had began. Our lives had changed forever...in an instant. Brian was gone.

Christmas 2007

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