If I could change one single moment in my past I'm not sure I'd want to. I could say I'd change the fact Mary died that night. That moment spiraled what my life would become. Sure I'd have had a happy life with my family. I would have grown old with my Mary. Dean and Sam would have had normal childhoods like any kid should have. They really ( Read more... )

The first time I saw Mary it felt like my heart would leap right out of my chest. She was beautiful and at that moment no one existed but her.I watched her as she moved with a fluid beauty and grace. It was like every movement she made was choreographed like it was one exquisite dance. She looked so fragile that if my rough hands touched her she'd ( Read more... )

Christmas lost it's meaning partially long ago when my Mary died. It wasn't the same without her. It lacked the smells associated with her. There wasn't the spiced smell of pumpkin pies baking. There was no smells of the turkey roasting through out the day. I no longer heard the familiar sounds from the kitchen as she moved around. The house was ( Read more... )