I never miss it, well not in the last four years that is. The impending date of October 4th always sends me back. It's a combination of remembering the carefree simplicity of life on October 3, 2010 that I can't get out of my mind, thinking if I'd only know what would transpire in the 24 hours to come.
I will always remember the moments of October 4, 2010, how I never saw it coming, how I told Brian we'd be home before he could meet us at Children's Hospital for the quick x-ray that changed everything. I remember not being able to get cell reception in the Emergency Department, missing a call from Georgia's pediatrician who'd been called by the hospital, my parents turning around when they'd just arrived in Montana to come home, the swarms of people in and out of our room, it was chaos in my mind.
Today, it is a beautiful day in Gig Harbor, fall is in the air but it's still warm, the leaves are beautiful and although I am grateful everyday, October 4th always makes me look around and take inventory of all the simple things I used to take for granted.
I couldn't be more grateful that we are here, a complete family of four. We went to a nearby park to take in the day and feel the freedom that some may never realize they have.
