How do I begin ??
I have thought about you all day today, but then you are always on my mind anyway a lot of the time.
This is the day you left 18 years ago.
On that day I was at work. You had worked midnights but you had called me in the morning to tell me that you had a meeting at work to go to and would be late getting in and I was working day shift so we would miss each other. Little did I realize I would never see you alive again.
I worked at Rite Aid in those days because I wanted "something to do" and not because we really needed the money. You made enough for us to live comfortably. My shift on November 2, 1992 was only a short one. I got off work around 2 p.m. and I will never forget that it was raining when I got home.
I knew as soon as I pulled in the driveway something was very, very wrong. I don't know how I knew it, I just did. For one thing, our canine furchildren...