On September 9th, 1995, my sweet daughter married her prince charming. They were so in love and so happy. They wanted to have a child so badly, but wanted to wait until everything was in order.......to be settled, have a home and work on their careers.
June 12, 2000 my darling Brett was born. Oh, how I love that boy. He was so fortunate to have a dad who was enthralled with fatherhood. He couldn't wait to be able to spend time with his son. Mike worked full time and went to college full time, but still found time for Brett. Such a happy family.
On March 7th, 2003, on his way home from work, Mike was killed in a car accident. My daughter has shown a resilience and strength I don't think she knew she had. She's an awesome mom, devoted to motherhood and to her child. I'm so proud of her, at the same time so sorry for her loss. But, my heart is breaking for my sweet grandson. He has memories of his dad, but is reminded constantly that other kids have two parents. It's so hard to see him hurting. They told us early on that at each different stage of his life there would be a new sense of loss and grief.
God bless you, dear family. I love you so much, and I'm so grateful that we have a loving God who cares for you and who has held you up along the way.
Loving you more than you'll ever know....
Mummy/Hemma
