NY_Caveman
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Love you, brother. Thanks for sharing. We are always here for you.(December 2 I try to keep my self very busy. Thank you guys for the distraction but sometime you are just reminded of events. You just can't escape them. In the quite times just you and thoughts. Good and bad but mostly the good.
Since I think of you guys as family I willing to share. Substitute 23 for 24. )
They say time heals all wounds. The truth is that it heals but leaves a scar.
Some will fade away and leave a fleeting memory. Others the scar is rubbed and hurts.
For my siblings and I the scar goes back 23 yrs. The day started like any other Saturday. I don't remember most of it for it was an ordinary day. My mom called for the house she cleaned and I asked her to pick up a 2 liter of Mt Dew. Next thing I remember is a flashlight shining in the windows. I grabbed a baseball bat and greeted the owner of the flashlight with a raised ball bat.
The owner was a police officer looking for my grandparents. A very short time later same police man couldn't find them and showed back up at our house. This time directions were given to my aunt and uncles.
Next the whole house was filled with family and they informing us that mom was killed in a car accident.
My brother Shane needed to be picked up at a friends house. I had to ride with grandpa and show him the way. Shane collapsed and got in the car.
When we got back to house I ran into the church campgrounds. Somebody tried to case me but gave up. I came back that's where the memory goes fuzzy.
Wounds heal but leave scars. Certain times the ache is there and runs deep other times it's just a scar. Today it runs deep 23 yrs ago we lost mom. One moment and all your left with is before and after.
