The headline today gave me a heart attack :
Arson Not Suspected in Fitchburg Apartment Fire - and the article did not name the place so I had to search Channel3000 website to find out where.
It was then that I realized that I forgot completely about the second anniversary of the fire that almost killed me and my kids. It was September 5th, 2002 at around 5:40 am. The fire changed my life in both good and bad ways. Last year, I was a wreck before the anniversary and barely slept the night. This year, in the hospital with Skeeter, I barely noticed the passing of the date. I still don't like to talk about it... it crushes and scares me.
... that means I am getting better, right?