A year ago today, I was feeling very overwhelmed, sad and depressed. Mary's doctor hadn't given us much hope for brain recovery, Dan had gone back home, and Jaime was left in Oregon all alone to be with Mary. It was all I could do to keep it together.
Then, around 4 in the afternoon, I went to join Mike and our camping friends for dinner. On the drive there, I realized that I was still grateful. My kids were so supportive, Jaime was handling things out in Oregon, our friends were wonderful, and my husband was my best friend.
How did I not know that the freight train was only 12 days away.