before putting him safely in his rear-facing car seat was gone. My husband, my high school sweetheart had a fighting chance. We were both quickly flown to a hospital in a bigger nearby city where my husband later succumbed to his injuries, leaving me a childless widow at the young age of 21.
The crash scene where Destiny's son Parker was killed instantly. Her husband Corey died 24 hours later. The pain of losing my family in a split second cannot be put into words. It is a pain that never truly goes away, it is a pain that stays with you forever. You are constantly in a state of feeling homesick when you are home. It is a pain that makes you feel lonely when you are in a room full of people who love you.
The next time you choose to get behind the wheel after drinking, I want you to imagine reading an autopsy of your baby and significant other. I want you to imagine planning their funeral. Corey and I were supposed to grow old together. We were supposed to get to see our son, Parker, get his first haircut, walk him into his first day of school and eventually learn who he would become in this big world. Instead, I wasand making decisions to lay my husband and son peacefully together in a casket so neither of them ever had to be alone like I was. I was simply trying to make sense of it all while trying to survive. My worst nightmare was now my reality.