I sat down at the table early in the morning with a cup of coffee ready to write. In my mind I already had a plan to write about the month of June and why I think it’s the best month of the year.
I glanced down at my phone to see how much time I had to write and instead of seeing the time, my eyes fell to the date stamped on the home screen of my phone. Immediately, I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach. May 28. I’m pretty sure my heart skipped a beat or two.
I would be willing to bet that most people have a specific date throughout the year that brings a lot of difficult emotions and feelings when it comes around. For our family, May 28 is one of those dates.
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