Death – writinginpencil

And Five Years Later . . .

Nightmare might seem to be a strong word in that post. It feels strong to me, yet fitting. On December 21, 2012, the nightmare was his death. The nightmare was raising three kids alone. And the most nightmarish part was getting down to Spencer’s level and telling him that his dad died. Today, the nightmare isn’t that we live without Dave, although it hurts. The nightmare is the fallout. It’s that there is this crack now, that Satan loves to play in.