Thoughts

It has been a little over 8 years since my brother died, it is hard to believe that it has been so long - there are days when it seems like yesterday and then days that it is almost a distant memory. This is always such a hard time because of the holidays and not having him around. I have this new life that doesn't even know Justin - Mike, Miles and Ella, they only hear me tell these great, unbelievable stories (does anyone remember the big plastic bubble house he made with the fans?). There is another family locally going through a similar tragedy right now, it breaks my heart that other people have to go through this heartache. After my brother's accident, I was so good at living life to the fullest, living presently and enjoying all I could. Lately, with all the stress and craziness of our new jobs, 2 little ones, adjusting to our new lives in Salem - I have lost that ability to just enjoy the little things. I hate that. So I am making a promise right now to live today, not perseverate about the past and worry about the future, but take each day like I should - a gift. And maybe when it stops raining I can build a gigantic bubble house in the back yard.