14 years ago today, 2 of my children, Travis and Erin, were in a car accident just 5 miles from our home.
Travis walked away from the accident. Erin did not.
The one thing that I always feared the most came true. And it turns out no matter how fastidiously, and carefully, and obsessively you watch over your children, you can't protect them from everything.
Suddenly, you are a member of this horrible club, made up of parents who have lost a child. And you are sure that you won't make it through to the end of the week, because your heart is breaking and you can barely breath.
And the first year, it's as if you are underwater. Things happen in your presence that you are barely aware of, because you are struggling to keep yourself from sobbing and melting into a senseless mess on the floor, every. single. day.
And time goes on.
Suddenly, it's been 14 years since hearing the horrible news, and you realize that you are still in one piece. Older, more compassionate, much more sensitive to other people's suffering, and so amazed at how resilient this old heart can be.
Erin, not a day goes by that I don't think of you, and look forward to seeing you again someday in heaven..
You are my first daughter, my precious Er-Bear, and you hold such a special place in my heart.
Miss you SO MUCH!!! Love you more than words can say.
P.S. Keep an eye on your brothers and sisters- they need a Guardian Angel like you :-)