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over my face I say, “I can’t, because I’m scared! She knows about Lorraine, but nothing else. Tami is all I’ve ever wanted, Ma. I want to marry her. Have a life with her like you have with dad, like what everyone around us has. But. . . . but, how can I accomplish that when I haven’t even shared my past with her? I want to tell her, I just don’t know where to start.” I pull my hair as I try to make sense of my sins . . . of my lies. I’ve turned into someone I’m not, because of fear.
    My mother embraces me as she comforts me with her words. “Fear is what kills and makes life empty, Brian. Truth, though, will set you free. It’ll fill you up with more of life . . . more hope . . . more happiness—just be honest. It’s the only way to live. . . . it’s the only way to be.”
    “I don’t know how to tell her. I don’t know if she’ll understand. I don’t know if she’ll give me more time to get used to the idea. I don’t know . . . I don’t know shit!”
    Embracing me as tightly as she can, her calm voice stills my heart. “Mio Figlio, you must face it first before you can deal with it. How can you deal with something you refuse to accept? It’s part of your past. Why do you keep on living with it? She’ll understand, Brian, because she loves you. Keeping this from her will only cause problems, and more so when she finds out later.”
    Walking away from me, she looks up at the sky then at the setting sun. “Brian, I know it’s hard, believe me, but your dad and I lived through three, before we had you. What happened years ago doesn’t mean it’s going to happen again. After we had you, I still wanted to have kids, but I knew deep inside your dad couldn’t handle any more. We tried adoption, but for some reason only God knows, twice the adoption didn’t go through. So, we chose to help kids that are in need. We became foster parents. You remember those times when you were in grade school up through high school. Did I ever feel content? Yes, because I was helping a child. It may not have been my child, but a child nonetheless. I’m not saying for you guys to be foster parents, but there are options.”
    “She wants our own. I want to give that to her, but I’m just afraid.”
    Shaking her head, she says, “I sound like a broken record, but what happened many years ago may not happen again. Plus, the only way to find out is to try with faith, Son, with faith.”
    I say with a scowl, “It happened to you, to Dad! It happened to me! How do I know that what I’m most afraid of isn’t going to happen to Tami? Why can’t I have what I want?”
    “Oh, Brian. It’s not always what we want. It’s His will, not ours. We can make plans, but it’s His blueprint that will design our lives. So, are you going to stop living because of fear? Is that a life you want for yourself? Be honest with her. Your dad has stressed the value of honesty in everything. Secrets and lies complicate things. Is that something you want? I don’t think so.”
    “How can you stand there and say these things? I know for a fact, you cry at night when you remember them. Do you want that for me, Ma?”
    “I cherish those moments, Son. I’m thankful for those times. It may seem ironic, but I do because I learned to value life; I learned to live as opposed to existing. They show me the importance of time well spent as opposed to time spent doing nothing. They teach me the value of acceptance and the power of moving on. But more than anything, I’ve learned to be thankful because of you. You.”
    Desperately looking at her, I ask, “How can I do that for us?”
    “Start from the beginning, Brian.”
    The crunching of the gravel disturbs the silence between my mother and me. I turn to find my father walking toward us. His stoic face, straight shoulders, and passionate eyes calm the storm inside me in a different way than my mom could ever do.
    “Can I help, Son?”
    Simple, but loaded question. It’s the same