Well today is March 1st, I always dread March coming even though this is the month my grandson was born. Dylan will be 5 on the 25th but before that I have to endure the coming of March 11 and March 15 both very sad days for me and I struggle very hard to just get through them...sometimes I just stay in bed all day so I don't actually have to deal with them..So why do I not like March, well March 11, 2007 my father passed away, he was 82 years old and my favorite person in the whole world. I am glad though at the way he passed away, it was Sunday morning and he was sitting on their couch watching the birds, one of his favorite things to do every morning. That is where my mother found him.
March 15, 2002 was when I got a phone call saying that my brother was involved in a car accident along with his wife and one of their grandchildren. Thankfully my sister in law and their grandson were okay but not my brother. He died on impact, he was just driving home with his family and just because some idiot decided to drink and drive my brother never made it home! Justice was served as about a month later the idiot also died.
These two people meant the world to me and I miss them every day but when those two days come I just can't handle them. I relive everything that was said and done over and over in my mind, so that is why March isn't my favorite month.
Please keep me and my family in your prayers as we deal in our own ways with these days to come.
My grandson was born in March and I believe it was so I could have something to look forward to and to be happy about...