Went to the Greek fest with Judy and co. yesterday. Her oldest son, Anthony, was home on leave from the military for a week. It was the one year anniversary of the loss of David.
It's hard to believe it's been a year since David passed away. Sometimes I'll think about something the four of us should do and I'll go to email Judy and then suddenly stop because I remember.
Sometimes it seems like this has been the longest year too, and I've spent many nights bawling my eyes out with Judy about how much we miss him.
I'm glad she made it through this year, even though it's the hardest thing she's ever done.