It Must Be June...
It is again that day. It feels like forever, then in other ways, it seems like only yesterday. I was racing to the airport from the Merchandise Mart in Chicago to catch a plane back home. I had just left Angie and was headed back home earlier than she since my business was done. Phone on airplane mode... simple flight back to my world. By the time I had landed with phone turned back on... my world was drastically changed. I had dozens of texts... a dozen voice mails. It would seem normal after being out of town on business for a few days to have lots of messages to reply to, but they were not work numbers. It was family, friends, church members. I listened to Angie's first and it simply said "call me when you land." It chilled me. I still am cold when I think of it. She started with... "we lost Mason." It just got worse. In the time it took me to fly from Chicago to Atlanta, I had lost my nephew. I rushed to my brother and sister in laws side. The