The title of this post was taken from the song Cemetary Gates by Pantera.
What am I thinking as we come upon the second anniversary of Mike's passing? I had a long post all typed up and ready to publish, but I deleted it. Why? Because I'm tired of rehashing the memories of that day. I'm tired of allowing myself to go there and go through minute by minute the moment I found him or the moments leading to that. I'm still angry. I'm still sad. I'm still not who I was then and I'm not sure of who I am now. I am a work in progress. I am ever evolving. I am finding my way in a life I never imagined for myself.
Two years later. Here we are. In all honesty I don't think the kids even realize that tomorrow marks the two year anniversary. We don't focus on what happened on April 14, 2011. We focus on the many happy memories they had with their Dad. Mike's life was so much more than one day. His life and memory is a culmination of everything up until that point.
This is what we focus on.
These are the memories we talk about on a daily basis.
This is how we remember Mike.
Screw you April 14th!