I Wasn't Going to Talk About This

I was going to pretend that today was just like any other...

But I can't.

This afternoon, about 1 o'clock will mark the 8th anniversary of the day our lives changed dramatically.

The day my boys lost their best friend as well as their dad.

The day I lost the husband that I was finally getting used to

(after 27 years)

It happened so fast, so unexpectedly...

We still talk about him as though he was in another room.

We still laugh at some of his antics.

Once, when we were cracking up about something he did,

Mr. K piped up with, "I miss him too!"

I know we'll see each other again...

One of these days.

RIP, Mark