This past 9 days have been the worst 9 days in my life. I lost the love of my life, who was my best friend first then became my wonderful husband and the father of our children.The kids are ok and I am handling as best as I can, it still really hasn't hit me that Dave will not be coming home. The worst time for me is late at night when I am going to bed, - I always told him to call me when he parked at night and then I always talked to him in the morning.... and a 100 times a day lol. If we weren't fighting or picking on each other about something... we always thought something was wrong. I am sure I will be adding to this blog so much more about our life together once I have my thoughts straight.
