"Sometimes I guess there just aren't enough rocks." --Forrest Gump
My first D-Day was on my son's 8th birthday. He turned 15 yesterday and it still nearly smothered me just remembering... (Having a new, recent D-Day didn't help either.) It's bad enough to have so many ruined memories and days, but to have them coincide with a time that should be happy and special is just nine kinds of wrong.
I'm so sorry, IM. I don't know exactly how you feel but I can imagine. I wish I could give you a hug! We are here for you.
R Began 5/21/11
D-Day #2 7/9/13 (OW #2 is OW #1's first cousin)
Limbo? I don't even know if that's what this is.