Some days are easy, some are not. June is sometimes a tough month. In Texas it is hot. It is also a month that in 2002 I wish never existed. Our son Joshua died in an automobile accident. 1249am 6/22/2002 my world I believed was ok—actually fantastic – great family—great work—nice income, then at 1250am it changed and I had no control over it.
In less than 30 hours our son went from being here on earth to us burying him. His grandmother had a burial policy that paid for his funeral. She had passed a month earlier. I hurt because Joshua was such a great person and I loved him so, I miss him so much.

