It has been a little over 6 months since Cory had his accident. I can't believe it has already been that long because in so many ways it feels like it just happened yesterday. Ever since the accident I have realized what people mean when they say "you don't realize how much someone means to you until they're gone." My life has changed drastically since Cory has been gone. I don't get those random smart-ass text messages anymore, I don't have someone to bum around with while Jenny is working on the weekends, and I don't have someone to give me advice and a different perspective when I need it. I cannot tell you how many times I wake up hoping all of this is just a nightmare. How lucky was I to have a best friend and a brother-in-law all in one.
A couple weeks ago Mitch and I fired up the old black truck and took it for a tool on the gravel roads. We had ACDC blaring and the windows down. That brought so many great memories back to mind. Later that day Ron stop over and we started talking and he made a comment on how the bench in the front was so beautiful but so sad it was for his son. He broke down and asked me if lifes ever going to get better and if we'll ever be happy people again. What I told him that day is the same answer I have today....I don't know.