Tough Day

Today is the 5th anniversary of my son's death in a car wreck.  He was 37.  I will never forget that phone call, I will never forget the visitation and the funeral.  I will never forget, that the driver of the car, he was riding in, left my son laying beside the road, in a ditch, like a dead animal, in 105 degree heat for 10 hours, after walking home (supposedly) and going to bed. Do you know what happens to a body in 105 degree heat, in the country with animals around.  Not a pretty sight.   He then got up and called the Police and told them my son had stolen his vehicle during the night.  It took me 2 years to get this man to court and he got a slap on the wrist.  Probation, 45 evenings in jail and a fine.  Every year for a week before and a week after his death, I am really nervous and bothered,  Now, my son's mom is laying in ICU, dying of cancer.  It's tough.