I went to get a gallon of milk....the expiration date reads Oct.13th.....I drew a complete blank, stopped dead in my tracks, and had to ask what today's date is. (Pretty sure Dave, Jodi , & Nancy think I'm crazy..........)
Reality hit me, fair and square.As I stood holding the gallon of milk..............
Somewhere along the path, I've stopped counting the "13th's" as the months go by, (marking how many months it's been, since the Army knocked on the door.)
But, today, I realized I've also stopped "looking ahead", to see what day it's going to fall on (so I could make sure nothing got scheduled for that day).
- I have lived in south Dakota, all of my life. My family is here, my roots are here. While I don't spend alot of time with "family", we always manage to bond together, when times get tough. Gunnar's death is more proof, of that.I also have a huge family of friends, and this "family"also pulls together, in a heart beat,when necessary. My parents live about 70 miles away, my husbands parents live about 7 miles from our house.