Ok, so today is the anniversary of the accident.
I actually struggled to think of what would be
the best photo to post today.
I could have done the X-ray thing (yuck).
I could have done some wonderful flower thing.
It could have been almost anything.
However, it is the new truck.
I don't need a truck anymore, I admit it.
However, in my mind, big is safe.
Someone hits me in this thing, and they will know it.
This is still my reaction to the accident.
I want to survive.
I want to live.
I want to golf.
I want to hike.
I want to walk.
On a personal note, I didn't lose Karen to that accident,
but in the end, I still lost her. It is really strange
to say that, but it is true. No matter how much it hurts
that I am alone on this day, more than any other.
Yeah, it has really been rough the last week.
I am hoping that getting through the emotion of this day
will bring about a little relief from it.
Crap, and it is raining out. Figures.
