Love, Hope, Friendship & Ele's Place: Our Journey to Healing
The loss of a loved one is never an easy journey to travel and no two losses are ever the same. In our case; he was a daddy, he was a husband. October 15, 2015 began just like any other day in the Sloan household. Except for the fact that the heart of our family was in the Wyoming Mountains with 9 of his cousins, uncles and/or family friends. They were enjoying day 6 of their hunting trip searching for the biggest Elk and/or Mule Deer they could find. To keep some normalcy in the house, I woke up at the same time Ben typically woke for work and I made a pot of coffee. I wasn't even much of a coffee drinker, but I was missing my husband so much after 6 days of not hugging or kissing him and after 3 days of not hearing his voice. I poured some coffee that morning and sat down at the computer to pay bills and finalize my meal plan list; just as I did every single Thursday morning before. I was excited because we had finally made the last payment on a credit card we had to charg...