Another year has gone by and yet again the tragedy of this time of year has snuck up on me like a thief in the night. Last week I was offhandedly wondering why I felt a bit down in the dumps. Then I looked at the calendar and remembered.
The last weekend of September. The beginning of fall. The changing of the seasons. All remind me of Kelly-Anne and her untimely death. Hard to believe it has been nine years already.
Miss you, Kelly-Anne. Today, tomorrow, always.