Sometimes In Tragedy, We Find Our Life's Purpose
I don't even know where to start with this post. I have started and stopped this post a number of times as I couldn't find the words to write. This year has been hands down the hardest for not only me, but for my entire family. I feel like 2017 has been our year of loss. My best friend passed away in January of this year. I still find it a rather suspicious passing, but I wont get into details with that. I met her when I was 12 and we instantly clicked. We were inseparable and our family were friends. You didn't see Kristin without seeing me in the mix as well. We stayed in constant contact when I moved away in 2004 and when I came out of the Air Force I immediately moved back to Alabama to be with her and my childhood boyfriend, who happened to be her cousin. During my brief stay there she got married and I was the one who bought her the pregnancy test that came out positive. Unfortunately she had a miscarriage, but she knew I was right there with her. We had a sill