Jack kept wondering when were going to hit December. He wanted to begin the countdown to his birthday. Every morning now he has announced to me how many days are left until the 28th.
For Mom and me it is a different countdown. All we think about now are how many days until December 11, the day you died. I have been scared to go back and read the journal I was keeping. This morning I read what I wrote for December 3, which is tomorrow. You were in a lot of pain. I am so sorry.