Hello

hello to all of my blog followers. OK-basically just me. I don't have any followers but this is good for me. I re-arranged my bedroom furniture today and came across a bag with a few things in it. It was the clothes Denny wore to the hospital. The last clothes he wore at our house. The clothes he wore when I called 911. We didn't know that he wasn't coming home. We didn't know that was the last time he got to wear real clothes. It was so painful. I had a major breakdown. His clothes still smell like him. I sealed the bag back up so I can smell him whenever I want to. Well, I realize I am no where close to opening up our closet and seeing all of his clothes and smelling him. One step at a time. Life is so hard. One step at a time.