It's been a year... a year since a distraught Bob walked through the door of the studio to tell me the news. A year since we heard the words and saw the pictures. A year since we told the kids. A year since every thing changed.
Memories come flooding back of those days. When I could only think of the people I had to tell and what I had to do next. Scheduling appointments was a priority and trying to figure out how to fix it.
I sat at my desk today and the messages came in marking the day from my family and friends. Emails, tweets, texts, facebook are the reminders of the people I love and the connections I've made over this year.
I was happy. I was sad. But I do know how lucky I am.
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