November seems to come around faster with passing each year. On November 13th it will be 29 years since Dana died. It’s just one quick year away from the milestone of 30 years. On one hand this is mind boggling to me. But on the other hand I do feel like it’s been every bit of … Continue reading November Comes Fast
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Fear is a by-product of Grief
Over twenty-seven years ago my world was shattered in an instant by a careless driver. I have chronicled here in this blog how I have put the pieces of my life back together over the past quarter century. As I have put my life back together, my amazing immediate family consists of my wife, Shelly, … Continue reading Fear is a by-product of Grief
Resilience and Perspective
The simple definition of resilience is “the capacity to recover from difficulties”. I have constantly heard how “resilient” I am throughout the differing degrees of adversity that I have been forced to endure. When I look back at how I reacted and carried on through these situations I am stricken by the fact that I … Continue reading Resilience and Perspective
Peace From Telling My Story
It has been twenty seven years now that I have been on this long and winding journey after the loss of my fiancée, Dana. Long, long ago I started repeating the motto “one day at a time” in my head. One day at a time is how I was able to come to terms … Continue reading Peace From Telling My Story
My Story
“Three more weeks and we will never have to say goodbye again.” Those words have echoed in my head for over twenty six years now.
Thirty years ago I was a sophomore at the local community college. I kept seeing this cute girl walking to class that had the biggest, most beautiful smile I had ever seen. I was head over heels, but far too shy to approach her on my own. I would see her often talking to a girl named Gina, whom I had known since elementary school. So I cautiously asked Gina about her. She said “oh that’s Dana, she is such a sweetheart”. A few days later she gave me her phone number and said that “Dana would love for you to call her”. I called her that afternoon, we talked for two hours. We went on a date three days later.
Dana (pronounced Dan-na) was…
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Ten Thousand Days 