John Edison who am I?

When I was a kid, people used to tell me to think of a hero. We view them as individuals who can save the world. Most people would think of heroes like Batman and Superman. But what about the heroes who hide among us—the men and women in the line of duty? People who are never afraid of what could happen to them. We all have someone we could call upon who would save us from the harm that might come our way. In many ways my Father was my hero in so many ways . Sometimes when I was alone I used to wonder if he had a hero.I vividly recall my father’s words, urging me to embrace my heritage and cherish each day as if it were my last. Reflecting on my life now, I can confidently say that he was my hero in countless ways. His ability to create a sanctuary where the world around us faded away, allowing him to dedicate himself to the time I desperately needed, was truly remarkable. As I look back, I can’t quite pinpoint when time ceased to exist. However, as the years have passed, I’ve notice

Last Updated : 2026-01-28

A New Day

My father looked at me with warmth in his eyes and said, Son, it’s time. Time to step into the real world. Time to walk a path that you could call yours . There was a quiet ache in that moment, but also something steady and bright. The pride in his gaze told me that having me go was his way of loving me—and knowing that, I understood that this step forward would make him proud.As I folded my clothes into the old suitcase, I could hear my father moving through the house. His boots thudded softly against the pinewood floors, each step heavy, familiar. I pulled the zipper closed just as his footsteps slowed, drawing nearer. For a brief moment, the house fell silent. Then he appeared in the doorway and stepped into the room.He stopped beside me and held out a gold bank card, a small note tucked beneath it. I glanced at the paper and saw the balance written there-nearly a million dollars, more than enough to take care of everything I might need. When I looked back up, his eyes were gla

Last Updated : 2026-02-01

Secrets and saving grace

When I sat down, I believed fate was calling our names that day—that a friendship was being forged as we talked about our lives. I learned that her family had moved to Michigan from Indonesia in hopes of creating a better life for her and her sisters. School had always been challenging for her, but she was determined to be the best she could be for her family. She wanted to make them proud of the woman she would become. She dreamed of becoming a miner, discovering new things and learning from the earth itself.As we spoke, her soft voice carried over the hum of the plane and the chatter of the other passengers. The world around us seemed to fade away. For a moment, I didn’t fully comprehend what was happening—until the pilot’s voice crackled over the speaker.“We are beginning our descent into the airspace over the base now. Welcome to the Army, young men and women. Let me be the first to welcome you to hard work. Please buckle up as we land.”For the second time in my life, I wished

Last Updated : 2026-02-01

One plane

I couldn’t stop wondering if we could continue fighting this war on our own, especially without our radio—the one lifeline that had gone completely silent after the crash. The quiet felt heavier than the wreckage around us. Still, I clung to the hope that someone had heard the transmission, that Delta Team would come for us like they promised. I held onto that thought because without it, the fear would have swallowed me whole.I wished—no, prayed—that we could make it out of this mess alive.When the plane slammed into the ground, I knew an SOS had been sent. I remembered the sharp jolt, the scream of metal tearing apart, and the brief moment of relief when I realized the signal had gone out automatically. But deep down, I also knew that couldn’t be our only hope. An SOS was just a cry into the void. It didn’t guarantee anyone was listening.The silence stretched on, broken only by the distant echoes of war. That’s when reality finally set in.I turned to Jason, my heart pounding hard

Last Updated : 2026-02-05

All Chapters of Before love Lies: Chapter 1 - Chapter 4

John Edison who am I?

A New Day

Secrets and saving grace

One plane