3 Years and Change
It has been a little over three years since he was taken from us. With no explanation other than what we can deduce was an act resulting from a very selfish and entitled lifestyle. I never imagined I would make it this far. I didn't think I would make it even three days. But here we are. After Bill died, I promised myself and my children that I would not live a life of misery. And so far, I have kept that promise. I will not relive the horrific details of his death, or what those final moments must have been like for him. I will not carry around the agony and indescribable sadness I felt those first few months. Nor will I let the immeasurable grief take over my every existence. I go there sometimes, but I will not live there. The boys and I have experienced a tremendous amount of growth these past three years. We have allowed our hearts to expand in ways we could have never imagined. Allowing so much more love to flow, but also putting ourselves at risk for more heartache, as grie...