It was 20 years ago…about now. Sometime after my birthday, but before December.

It was about now, 20 years ago that I stopped listening to the demons on my left shoulder and said yes to that lone voice on my right voice.

It is not always easy. It sometimes feels like that lone voice loses. But then before I can give in the hundreds of voice on my left, something distracts me, Hannah rushes in to tell me she loves me, the phone rings and something brings me back.

I know, I know. This is the work of the one on the right. He is, after all, a body. And the body has many parts.

I keep listening. Sometimes it is easy. Often it is not. But I listen. I strain to hear.

I pray for him each day. I pray that he wins. Because I need him too.

It has been 20 years.