In my 39 years I have driven over the Golden Gate Bridge countless times. I've even run, walked and skipped across & under the bridge during a road race. So what was so special about my drive over the Gate yesterday?
My brother was with me.
In this beautiful city, where anything can happen, I lived an entire day with a brother that disappeared 33 years ago. In this city of icy air and warm hearts, I crossed this bridge knowing that we were all entering a new phase in our lives as a family. An emptiness that haunted me my whole life was gone. I crossed the bridge knowing that beyond the fog there is always light.