God is still good, compassionate, gracious, loving and kind. He has continued to work in my life. I have peace and joy. I smile when I think of my son. He would be glad for that. He brought smiles with him wherever he went
This poem still applies. Just change the number from 365 to 730.
It was 365 days ago today that our world changed.
It seems like yesterday
It seems like forever
On that morning 365 days ago,
We went from sleeping peacefully
To a loud knocking at the door
From letting the cop come in
To wishing we could make it all go away