I still have vivid dreams of the day I totaled my mom’s minivan running into a dump truck in Montgomery, AL with my mom, Aunt Grace and Aunt Bev in the car. I’m very thankful, nobody got hurt. But the stress of the 24 hours that followed was the worse that I’ve ever felt. And to make matters worse, I didn’t have Eric there either for support. I really needed him. After many phone calls, we all had flights home (we got home 2 days early). I really wish I could forget that it happened and get the memory out of my head but I can’t.