Once again, this relates to my belief there is a reason for everything. You may not to see it right away but it is there.
I saw no reason for Joe’s death when it happened. Over the past 3 ½ years I found several reasons connected to losing Joe.
The most recent being Dad’s death.
My step-mom wanted to move back from New Mexico to be closer to family.
Dad was in love with New Mexico and would not move back. The winters were milder and he enjoyed the scenery whether he was driving in the desert to Roswell or driving in the Sandia Mountains.
However, all that changed when Joe passed away.
After Joe’s death Dad agreed to move back. He was concerned about me living alone and realized he and step-mom needed to be close to family in case anything happened to them.
They had only been back 22 months when we lost step-mom and 28 months when we lost Dad.
Nightmare is the only word that describes what my step-sister and I would be faced with if everything that happened during the past 6 months happened while our parents lived in New Mexico.
Thank you God for bringing Joe into my life and for using his death family together.