This morning I started out Ok. But the longer I have been at work, I can't keep Josh off of my mind. I keep thinking about Valentine's day coming up and how it was going to be his first with Logan (girlfriend). I have blamed myself alot today. Josh's accident was a one car accident. He ran over the road and over corrected it. He was going the speed limit and wearing his seat belt. Everything he was supposed to be doing. He didn't want to drive to start with, but I feel like I pushed him into his death. If I knew this was going to happen I would have never let him get behind the wheel. My granny tells me that everybody's day is number on this earth and it didn't matter if I was driving, my husband, or what ever Josh was doing it was time for him to go. Josh was a good kid. I never told him that much. He was 16 didn't drink, do drugs, or smoke. He did not like to be around a smoker. I don't understand why God took him, when you have of these bad people in the world. We received the medical examiners report and my husband did not want me to read it, but I did. Josh's side of the truck hit a hugh pine tree. He died instantly from a head injury. I thought maybe just a cut. I was wrong. His skull was crushed and brain material was coming out of the left side of his nose. I have not told anyone. I think if he had of lived he would have never been my Josh again. Please keep John and I in your prayers.