“For some reason the story in the Bible where Jesus is in the Garden of Gethsemane keeps roiling through my mind: Jesus asking God whether there is some other way. Not that I'm comparing myself to Jesus, mind you. But the wanting there to be an alternative, a different path. Some way to avoid the heartache that looms just ahead. Terrible feeling, to know that though it's not here yet, something bad is aiming toward you, lumbering its way closer. And to know that you do indeed have a choice: it's on you. You could decide not to. You could back out. You could run.”
Book:These Silent Woods