Today is the third anniversary of my daughter's death. This day will always be a reminder of how an event can change a person's life forever and how precious life is. I think I've finally have found my new normal. when Sharon first died life was black and some of my emotions died that day. Now 3 years later life has some dark clouds, but it also has happiness drifting into it. There will always be the dark hours when sad memories seep into my consciousness. But the flip side is there are so many good memories.
On the day of Sharon's death I received a phone call from Liz saying, "Sharon's dead!" I responded, "What?" then Austin got on the phone and said, "Mom's gone." I don't think I can ever forgive Sharon for making the kids go through this horror. Later I learned that Elizabeth was first to find Sharon's body and the look on her face was so horrific that it still haunts Liz.
I am forever changed by this event. I have more healing to do and I'm sure I'll never be the person I once was.
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