Anyone who’s experienced loss knows the significance of that specific date. As the day my Dad passed away suddenly, August 1 will forever be the worst day of my life. It gets easier every year, but I still relive the morning my Mom called and we flew home from New Mexico. It was - by far - the saddest day. April 1 is that day for the Howroyds. My Dad’s sister, Lori, and my cousins lost their Dad (Uncle Jay) to a heart attack a year ago today. Jay was such an amazing person. Kind, funny, smart and witty. So on a day that should be fun-loving and humorous, I remember these two great men. I hope that April 1 will get easier for my aunt and cousins every year …. Love you guys!
|fun at Scott and Jess's wedding, photo by Tightrope Photography|