Well hey there followers. If this is going to be the first blog of mine that you are going to be reading then I strongly urge you to read the one before this so you don't read them out of order. Please and thank you.
So. Ugh. Let's see here. Ah, October 20th, 2010, this would be the day following the death of my Father, David Brian Lucas. The previous night I received word from my eldest sister Valerie that my father was suddenly and tragically ripped right out of our lives in a horrifying vehicle VS pedestrian collision. Sadly, my father did not come out victorious from this battle.
Valerie and her husband, Bryce, drove through the night from Las Vegas down to Phoenix during the night and as I woke early in the morning I was greeted to there hugs as they walked through the front door. We exchanged tears and brief stories of memories past before returning to bed for where I fought off nightmares so I could sleep. After awakening, my sisters and I drove across town to meet the rest of our family made up of my Dad's parents, brothers and all of our cousins. This may have been the first time that side of the family has been together all at once. It was a beautiful and emotional moment that was held over the worst circumstance possible. From that day on, we have become a closer more social family. My Dad's wish had finally come true a day too late. All he had ever wanted was to see us all together and happy. We all met outside and the thought of going inside never crossed our thoughts for it was a beautiful morning and we took this time to remember our late father.
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