The eight year anniversary of Troy’s passing is less than a month away. It’s hard to believe that he’s been gone that long but other times it seems like it’s been forever. All those people he expected to stay in my life, haven’t. There are times I don’t recognize my life, it is forever changed. People are not so kind as they once were or so I thought they were. People used to have each others back, but not anymore. I often reflect on something my father-in-law said to me one time, just remember you can only count on yourself. And he was so right. He knew exactly what he was talking about, he had been there done that.
Jane is a Widow 