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Saturday, February 2, 2008
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An account of life's struggle with losing a spouse through breast cancer and a tragic loss in Operation Iraqi Freedom. The emotions, the highs and lows, and the lessons we have learned.
Tonight we put up our Christmas tree, the first Ravella/Gilbert tree. Actually we have two trees. One is artificial. It is perfect. It has p...
Ugh...I remember seeing my Dad's head stone for the first time and it just made my heart sink. For some reason, I felt the need to clean it as there were sticks and grass all over it. I didn't cry at his funeral or any other time until then - which was 10 years later. That was rough. "Reality," that's a perfect description.
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