One year….

I can’t even really believe it has now been one year since my Dad was killed. One year…

I can still hear his voice. I still think I hear him pull into my driveway. I still wait for his peck (knock) at the door… has it really been a year?

As of 6pm tonight… it’s been a year since we spoke… I wondered why he didnt answer when I called him a few hours later… then at 230am the knock at my door told me why. Part of me died at that moment.

I wish things were different. Why do people kill people? Why?




Happy New Year. For the first time, I am sick in a New Year. I’ve hurt so much the past couple days, physically. Didn’t have any plans anyway… just home with my husband and our kids. I hope this January is nothing like 2012. On the 24th it will be one year since my Dad was murdered… I really don’t think it could get any worse… had a tough year. This year will bring the murder trial… where I hope and pray for a just jury….

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