It’s getting so close to the June day of Troy’s death. This will be 7 years but sometimes it seems like yesterday. I remember the days before as if it were yesterday. The day after Father’s Day was the day Trey took him to the ER. I had an appointment of my own that morning so I was glad Trey was able to take him to the hospital. He couldn’t even hardly get out of his chair, I had to put his shoes on and help him get dressed. I’m sorry if I am repeating myself but I just keep playing it over and over in my head. I remember looking out the back door and seeing our pool which had been taken over by algae. It would only get worse as the week wore on. I always loved June cause it was the start of summer but it has left me with a bad taste in my mouth. I will never look at June the same again. Cause it was the month my life changed so much. We were supposed to be enjoying summer instead of watching our lives fall apart. This is the time of year when the days are so long and the smell of summer is in the air. Not supposed to look at your green pool and wonder if your husband is going to get better. I prayed a lot and I know others did too. He was supposed to be working on his yard and trying to figure out what was wrong with the pool. But instead he was fighting for his life. And like I said the pool kept getting greener and greener.
Jane is a Widow 