This month of September brings back a lot of sad and happy memories. Hubby and I got married ten years ago in the month of September and it's one of the happiest moments of my life. It was also in the month of September when I first stepped foot in the US nine years ago. Those are memorable and happy moments that I won't forget.
Now the sad memories. It was in September when my grandpa and my mom went home with the Lord just a few days apart when I was 16 years old. My mom had never seen me graduate in high school. I am the oldest in the family of 4. Two years ago, my beloved and only sister went to be with the Lord and it was too hard for me to take. She was praying and hoping to see her oldest son graduate in high school but it never happened. She and I were very close and I love her to pieces. Until now she's always in my mind and in my heart.