Live for today!

My world came to a crashing halt the morning of January 23. I received a phone call from my mom telling me I needed to get to McAlester right now, when I asked what was wrong she told me that Skylar, my 23 year old son, was at the hospital and they weren't telling anybody what was going on. I was frantic! Steve couldn't get up and dressed fast enough for me. So I called the hospital emergency room to find out what was going on. I explained to the nurse on the other end of the phone who and where I was. She then proceeded to tell me the words no mother ever wants to hear, I'm sorry to tell you ma'am but your son has passed away! The drive down there seemed to take 2 years. The following week I was just on auto pilot, knowing that things had to get done. It's all kind of a blur to me. We burried my dear son on January 30. God how I miss him.

I was in a mode for the next week after we burried waiting and wanting to get to the cemetery so I could spend time with him. Well it happened finally on Saturday. I got to spend some time there, the weather was beautiful. I went through lots of memories, I am so glad to have so many good memories. He spent the night with me on January 10, I mad him a cake that he proceeded to have half eaten before I could put icing on it, he also ate the whole container of icing by spoonfulls while eating the cake. When he left my house the next morning, he got out of his car 4 times just to give me a hug and tell me he loved me. This is just one memory of thousands or millions!

Let this be a lesson to us all, NEVER expect tomorrow to come, we are not promised a tomorrow!