Already missed so many sunsets!

As the sun rises and sets without Bill and Patrick here to share it I can't help but think of the things that they've missed as time marches on!

They missed my Birthday

They missed the Presidential Election

They missed Valentine's Day

They missed the birth of darling Reese

They missed St. Patrick's Day

They missed Colin give a testimony to the Pepperdine student body

They missed Sean reporting to A ball in Woodbridge, Virginia

They missed the end of Winter and the beginning of Spring

They missed Sean and Colin's Birthday

They missed Colin's amazing season at Pepperdine

They missed Reese smile for the first time

They missed the season of The Bachelor

For goodness sake they missed Easter!

Then they missed Mother's Day too!

They've missed this terrible economy

They missed the trip to see Sean play ball and Father's Day at the same time

They missed the College World Series

They missed the end of Spring and beginning of Summer

They missed Will hitting a baseball off a tee

They missed 4th of July fireworks

They missed Reese roll over

They missed Sean being called up to AA in Harrisburg

They missed the death of Michael Jackson!

They don't know that Will calls Colin, Uncle eeeeeeee

They missed a trip to Havasu in 120 degree weather

They missed the exciting season of The Bachelorette

They've missed all of the progress at the Ranch in Steamboat

They missed Erynn's Birthday

They missed my perfectly divine sleepover with Will

Unfortunately they'll miss alot more.........

Last Year

I love this picture and desperately want to go back to that moment when all was good with the world and my life! The agony in my soul just won't go away..........where is the sense of it all? If God loves me (and I know that He does) why would He let this happen? If God wants to heal my broken heart why would He let it be broken in the first place? The power of God and the compassion of God seem to be in direct conflict with each other. As I draw closer to Him looking for the answer, I realize that I might not ever really know. That is perplexing too!

6 months...... but who's counting?

We had such a nice life and I miss him so much! Bill had a positive outlook that rubbed off on anyone who was around him, especially me! He made me laugh! I could use more of that right now. I wish I could hang out with him again and talk about politics. He was very well informed, after all, when he couldn't sleep at night he claimed he called George Bush to discuss the world's problems! ;-) It's strange to make decisions on my own, I would rather Bill call the shots any day, his ideas were always good ones. I probably should have told him that more often. 

A Father's Love

I loved watching Patrick's tender moments with Will
Bill was a good example

"Keep yourself in God's love as you wait for the mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ to bring you to eternal life" Jude 1:21

Four Generations

I'm so glad that we took this picture! I'm grateful to Erynn for being willing to have their son carry on the name William Patrick Rooney.  This is a fitting picture for Father's Day. I only wish Bill and Patrick were here for many more!

Our Love Story

When I met Bill I was drawn to his self confidence. He swept me off my feet at the Cowboy by cutting in on the dance floor to ask me to dance. Ha! He didn't even like to dance! From that night on I was his. He was funny, charming, handsome and what I wanted.

I remember how much I wanted him to ask me to marry him. He didn't ask in any special way he just casually suggested it would be great to get married. That was good enough for me! With a family of three boys following (actually 4 including Bill) my life was full and complete.

Bill taught me about baseball and hunting until I felt like an expert myself. He showed me what it meant to be generous and unselfish. He made me laugh with all of his stupid jokes! (I really miss that) I feel such a weight on my shoulders without him. He had a way of always focusing on the positive. (I miss that too!) I try to be thankful for all of the great memories that we shared and for what a special husband and father he was.

How do I get through?

I'm often asked how I'm getting through this terrible loss. It's hard to answer that question on the days that I don't feel like I'm getting through at all. Then there are the days that the light comes to drown out all of the dark and pain. Here are the pictures from one of those days!

Who can resist the face of an angel?

And here is the other angel!

Will always manages to spot the airplanes and points. Hmmmm? What's up with that?