So many times I have wanted to pick up the phone and call you, to hear your voice. I have wanted to talk with you, yet I can’t. The finality of that will forever hurt. There is so much that I have learned over the last six years. Some of it very disheartening. Yet I try and stay positive. I try to have hope. You always seemed to be optimistic. You always were a tough act to follow. I miss you Mary. I am so sorry.
I just can’t believe what happened to you. It’s still so difficult to comprehend. My heart still struggles to heal. You went to work one day, just like all the other days, but you didn’t get to come home. You must have been thinking about the children when you ran towards that gun. You had so much courage. It had to be terrifying. I often wonder if I would have had that kind of courage. I know you made a choice. I know you wanted to protect your kids. It’s just that sometimes I wish you weren’t so brave. I will always keep my promise to honor you, and I will forever miss you.