Tuesday, August 16, 2011

6 months.
How is it possible that I've lived half a year without him. Sometimes it doesn't really feel like living. Sometimes it just feels like work. Work to get through another day. But every day I get through is one day closer I am to seeing him again. So I'll hold on to that.
And I'll try to make it through today.
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2 comments:

Mrs. Bennett said...

I'm so sorry Amy!

August 16, 2011 at 6:01 PM
Kaylene said...

Amy, you don't know me. My name is Kaylene, I grew up with Clint in American Fork. He lived 2 doors down from us until their family moved. Our families would get together often on Sunday's to watch movies, play games and eat popcorn. We also went to Disneyland together. Clint was always a favorite. What a great guy he was.

I have followed your blog from being friends with Clint on Facebook for the past year or so and have been so impressed with your strength and dedication to your boys.

I wanted to tell you of a book that I was given when my dad died very unexpectedly. It gave me great comfort and I really enjoyed reading it. It's called "The Message" By Lance Richardson. I am pretty sure you can get it at Deseret Book Or Seagull Book. I don't live in Utah anymore but I am thinking I did see it at one of those bookstores when I have been there in the past.

I know each day with the loss of a loved one is sometimes unbearable, and I can't imagine loosing my spouse. You have 3 beautiful boys that are so lucky to have you for their mom. When my dad died our Stake President told my mom and siblings that "your dad can do more for you where he is now then if he were here"I truly believe that and know that to be the truth. Hopefully you can find some comfort knowing the same.

I don't know what else to say, but that I admire you and wish you the best!

August 17, 2011 at 1:19 PM

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