One year.
December 19, 2010, the anniversary of Brooke’s dad’s death.
I am so thankful one year is almost a memory.
One year of milestones. A father-daughter dance. Birthdays. Holidays. Father’s Day. A first birthday without a daddy. A year of no more weekends with him. A lot of firsts with uncertainty and no rule book on how to handle them with care.
One year of living through a tragic death and picking up the pieces again.
One year of fear. One year of running to the battle line. How do I protect her heart?
I need to get this one year behind us.
I thank God it is one year later.
