Time flies by.. It’s already June 3.  So basically half the year has already gone. June is always a month that has some happy times as well as some sad times. What I can’t believe is this June marks 8 years since the passing of my parents. Hard to believe as it seems like only yesterday I was hearing the horrific news from the State Trooper as I lay in a hospital bed waiting to go to x-ray. I miss both of them every single day. I still find myself wanting to pickup the phone give them a call or go see them.

I can’t believe it’s almost the end of January. 2015 has got off to a great start and I am looking forward to see what the rest of the year has in store for me. This month my parents would have been celebrating their 44th wedding anniversary if they were still here today. I still can’t believe 2015 will mark 8 years since that fateful day their lives ended because of someone else’s careless and reckless action. I miss them everyday and wish on many occasions I could pick up the phone to call them or drive any distance to see them, but I know I simply can’t. I’ve been told countless times that it gets better with each passing day when you lose someone, but it doesn’t with everything that happens, holidays, or I need advice I think of them. It breaks my heart all over again just like the night the trooper came into my hospital room to tell me my parents had passed away. It all happened so fast, I didn’t get to say good byes or say a simple I love you one last time. Honestly, It has been a hard thing for me to deal with but I keep pushing on because I am a fighter and I know they would have wanted me too. I try to make each passing year a better one than before and know in my heart 2015 will be the best yet!