Tears of a Lost Cowboy

The tears referred to in the title of this book, are not the tears I've shed throughout my life. The tears in the title refer to those I've shed since waking up from the coma I entered on May 20, 2004. I have no idea how many times I've changed the beginning of this book. It is my hope that by the end of it, you will understand why. Not why I have begun it so many times, but why I have no idea how many times. This book is the honest truth of the pain, fear, loneliness, the list goes on and on, of living with (in my case) a Sever Traumatic Brain Injury. I also share the Beauty of the New life it has given me and the Angels who have helped me on my new journy.