This is my 4th attempt at the blog. I hate it when there is just so much going on that is not pleasant. It overshadows all the great things I have taken for granted. I now get daily hugs and kisses, hear laughter a midst sibling rivalry, footsteps running up and down the stairs, the smell of real cooking, helping with homework, all the many things that so suddenly turned my house into a home.
Tomorrow we lay David to rest. He always lived in a house that never became a home until he met his Nancy. She had 2 children previously that she brought with her and together they made a home.
Goodbye, David.
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