Dear Henry

This is strange. Everyone is thinking about you right now and everyone is sad. Mom, me, Jack, Ari, Simon, Michael. I think it is because the weather got a little cool and it felt like fall. The start of school and change of seasons made us really notice that you are gone. Even though we miss you everyday, it just gets more intense sometimes. I'm kinda miserable. Mom is too. Joe is being a typical 2 year old and demanding a lot of attention and patience. That is making things hard.

We went with Michael to Glover Park Day yesterday. The first one you've ever missed. There was a climbing wall that was really cool. Michael and Jack both made it to the top. The mayor of Washington was there and he congratulated Jack for getting all the way up. That was neat and nice. We went out for ice cream at Max's to top off the day. The weather was perfect. It was made for you.

The day after I wrote you about Jack and the doorknob, Joe went into your room and broke two of Jack's bobblehead dolls. I screwed up. Boy, did I feel terrible for Jack. Lesson: listen to Jack and act quicker.

I don't know when or how I'll get out of this funk. I need to come out there. I don't know what that will do, but I just need to see you.

I can't even describe how I feel I am so sad. Maybe Jack said it best when he said he was "uncomfortable" in the room without you.

I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you.