I havent posted in over a year. On June 26, 2010 we lost our son. He was a Kansas Dept of Wildlife and Parks officer, working a local country music festival, and around 3:16 AM (the same time he was born) he had an ATV accident while ending his shift. He later died. This last year has been one of indescribable pain. But through it all I can see my blessings. He chose his wife Keri well and she has been a rock and a wonderfully stable mother to his two beautiful children which I consider a gift that allows the pain of Lukes' loss to be one that can still be borne. Also my daughter and her family, brother and his family are enough to have me continuing to thank God each and every day. And then, of course my husband Doug, whether we are standing over Lukes grave embracing and crying deep tears, or sharing a beer and laughing about Lukes' eccentric ways, is my life in this world. I no longer fear death, how can we when so many of our beloved have passed before us and are helping Jesus prepare our eternal home?