This November will mark a full year since my son Billy and his sweet wife Jenny were killed in a devastating car crash.
It’s the kind of anniversary that no parent ever believes they’ll experience, the death of their child. In a different world, our family would be celebrating their one-year wedding anniversary.
But I will never be able to hold my son and see his dimples as he grins or hug my daughter-in-law close.
Billy will never realize his greatest hope – to be a father and have a family of his own. Jenny will never become the piano technician she dreamed
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