Seven years ago, today, Steve suddenly and unexpectedly passed away. Time has definitely been my friend, but time does not heal all wounds. Every year on this anniversary, I think that I might be little stronger, a little braver; a year without tears. I'm always amazed with how difficult it still is. I am grateful for my friends and family who realize that this might be a tender day, and fill it with beautiful flowers, texts, notes, and messages.
Our little family has changed a lot in 7 years. Two are married, two have served missions and returned home honorably; we have 2 beautiful grandchildren; we are expecting grand baby number 3 in November; and everyone is thriving. I am blessed. I am also blessed to have married a man of my dreams in the temple, sealed for time and all eternity.
We miss you and love you Steve!