Yesterday on the one year transition, I felt LOVED.

Mybaby girl came up from Tennessee with my grandkids and spent the weekend with me. We cried and laughed and reminisced. It was much needed.

My family came through and showed love❤️

We went to the memorial and spoke to him. My cousin spoke to DT and shared so many good memories.

I dreaded the day, but it ended up being exactly the kind of day that DT would have enjoyed. Laughing and enjoying each other.

I survived. I was loved.

Life is good 😍