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Well it’s New Years Eve....this time last year Barett and I dropped Easton off at my parents house and went on a much needed date night. We had planned on using our gift cards we had gotten from Christmas to go see a movie at the new Ovation theatre in Snellville. When we got there we soon realized the movie was sold out and since it was New Year’s Eve we didn’t want to see a late movie because we wanted to get back home and spend it with Easton celebrating the new year as a family of 3. We ended up eating dinner and going to Gander Mountain to look around...this was one of our last real date nights together. Oh how I would do anything for him to walk in the door and tell me this has all been a bad dream. What I would give to see his face and hug him tightly. The holidays have been so hard but this New Year’s Eve, I’m struggling. I’m ready for a new year because the pain 2017 has brought has been the worst...but I’m not ready to leave 2017 behind either. The closer we get to 1 year wit...

I wish I could say that each day has gotten easier but if I said that I wouldn’t be telling the truth. You see, nothing about it has been easy. At 28 you shouldn’t have to bury your husband, you shouldn’t have to be alone, you shouldn’t have to be a single mom, and you shouldn’t have to go through the pain of grieving your husbands death. Life has been so hard since Barett left. How can you be surrounded by so many amazing, loving, and supporting  people and still feel completely alone?! That just shouldn’t be possible, but it is. It’s life on an Earth that is full of sin. Life is given to us and it’s taken away in the blink of and eye and it’s so not fair, but thankfully God is fair and even though I still don’t understand why my husband was taken from me now, I know that God is good especially in times when I am afraid. I do know when I call out to him for help he always provides. Most of the time it’s not what I ask for because everytime I ask, it’s for my husband back, but he a...