January--tough month

Today, 11 years ago, my mom passed away.  She was a wonderful Christian woman.  She was a little Irish lady.  Her dad came here from the Old Country--Dublin, Ireland.  She had a wonderful long life.  She was 93. 
 
Tomorrow, my middle son would have been 42.  It was a cold winter day when he was born.  On the way to the hospital, with his mom, I passed 2 snow plows.  He was a good looking kid.  Had a heart of gold.  He died, July 6th, 2005 in a car wreck.
As most of you know, memories like these, last a lifetime.  I was blessed to have both of these loved ones in my life.  I just wish my son would have had more time.
Oldbiker/Pee Wee