Saturday, April 17, 2010
There is little that can be said about the leaving of Neil Breslyn. For what can be said about a man who leaves his family after he has promised them for better or for worse? He was not a scoundrel or a criminal. He held his tongue, probably for years, and did right by his family for the most part. But weather it was the holding of his tongue or the doing right, without turn or reward, he had grown tired of it all. Weary of his role as husband and father, he had allowed himself to question his vows to his wife, and he had even questioned weather or not he had really wanted all those children. Somewhere, in all the questioning and blaming, he had decided that leaving was perhaps not the worst fate he might face in his life. The tempering of his final decision to leave had happened over time. But having long laid on his conscience, as it did, he had already been wearing the shoes of a man who had abandoned his family.