EOW

A year ago I wrote this post.  As this day comes around it means it has been an entire year since two little girls I love so much lost their father. A year since one of the strongest women I know lost her husband. A year of the "firsts" without him has passed.

I wear this bracelet every single day. It's now so faded you can barely see what it says--but I know.

I never know when it's going to hit me.  The other day with J's entire family, someone mentioned another officer death in the state...I had to leave the room because I didn't want to loose it in front of all of them. I can't watch an episode of "Cops" where there's a bank robbery, it makes me ill. 

So please, just pray for his family--his beautiful family--& friends as they finish out a year of firsts and try to cope with a new "normal." 

As I pray about and dwell on these things, I hope that you hold your family tight today, and everyday.