One Year.

One year ago, our world came crashing down around us with one phone call.

One year ago, I experienced heartbreak and sorrow like I never have before.

One year ago, I learned what it was like to support your spouse through unimaginable pain.

One year ago, we had to tell our kids that their incredible uncle was now watching over them from above.

One year ago, I discovered that I hated the phrase "I'm sorry for your loss.".

One year ago, I realized that my emotions come in all consuming waves at times I least expect it.

One year ago, I had to talk myself into believing it was true.

One year ago, I "what if'ed" and "if only" and "why'd" myself crazy.

One year ago, I didn't know how things would be in a year.

One year later, the hole in our lives is still ever present, but there is healing.

One year later, I am so happy to see how easily we talk about Verd.

One year later, we are remembering...we are reminiscing...we are laughing.

One year later, it is glaringly apparent how wonderful my husband's family is.

One year later, my sister-in-law K. continues to amaze me with her strength and grace.

One year later, we are surviving.

One year later, we are cherishing the memory of an incredible man and learning how to continue on his legacy.

We miss you Verd. We will always miss you. While the tears may not be as frequent, the memories from that day still sneak up and steal my breath away. The world lost an incredible man the night of your accident, but Heaven gained an amazing angel.

We love you Verd!