Friday, October 3, 2008

one fateful day

One fateful Sunday in January, my older sister came to visit me and to see her newborn nephew. And because she was with us, she wasn't home when a murderer came looking for her.

When I think about that day, that horrible horrible day, what strikes me the deepest is how if things had gone just a little bit differently my sister would be dead. Or a little more differently and no one would be dead.

I really believe that my son saved my sisters life.

I wish that someone could have saved Jamie's too.