So, once again my big girl job is interfering with my personal life. We have a jury trial that begins on Monday and I have been so busy with it that I haven't had time for anything else. Please don't forget me!
The main thing that you should know about me is that I am a bereaved parent ~ living a tarnished life. That is the definition of me since my 17 year old son was killed on June 28, 2006 and that will be the definition of me for the rest of my life, whether I live another 20, 30 or 40 years. It is like a tattoo on my forehead, I am a freak of nature. As long as I live, I will be sorry for my Child's death. That is fact. There will always be times that I will miss him and regret that he is not here to share the good times and the bad.