And so it begins...

Another school year. Kids getting older. My oldest is in highschool. HIGHSCHOOL! And I think about Lizzy and she would be in 7th grade. I just can't even imagine her being a 12 year old. She was 10 when she died, she was a baby to me still. My oldest son is 8 and my youngest is 6. I am dreading the year they turn 10.....I have no clue. It is just one of those weird mind things I guess....10 was when Lizzy died , so I have it in my mind that something bad will happen to one of them when they turn 10. It breaks my heart still that she is not here. I have been going through a rough period lately, we all have. But I am trying for you. Lizzy. To The Moon And Back......