2nd Annual Brian Halley Memorial Scholarship Announcement

I was battling blogger a little tonight, trying to insert the publisher document on the scholarship for this spring. I finally found a way, and it came out big and huge, but it is sure to catch some attention. If you know any Maryville High School seniors, please encourage them to apply for this scholarship. I am keeping a binder with all the essays for Tye to read someday, and I hope to have lots of stories about his Daddy.

At this point, I do not know how to add a word document to blogger. If you need a copy of the scholarship application, just email me or post a comment, and I will email it to you. They are also available in the counselor's office at the high school.

I can hardly believe I am getting the scholarship ready again. March has been a rough month for me, and there are days that I almost can't breathe. As crazy as it sounds (I've always said losing the love of your life can make you crazy), I find myself thinking about what I was doing a year ago, and how each day draws me that much closer to the mark in which a year has passed. Today in 2008, I was terribly sick with strep, a day that is etched in my mind because it was like salt in the wound. Brian was the only one in the house who felt worth a crud, if you can believe that, and I wasted our last day together being so dang sick on the couch. By the time the next day came (Mar. 8) and I started to get my energy back, his condition had headed down a path that he could not return from.

I have to stop. I sometimes can't rehash it, because the end of the story is always the same.