Time

marches on whether I want it to or not.

It has been a week since Halloween. I think yesterday was the first day that I did not cry. I was doing well on Sunday, or was it Monday, when SkyWalker asked once again about Texas and wanting to go there. And then he asked me to run around pulling a toy telephone while he ran around pulling a toy dog, one of their favorite activities to do together... and I got choked up but managed to hold it in. I don't think a day has gone by that he has not mentioned littleman at least once. Since he is still talking about meaningless things that happened 8 months ago, I don't think he'll stop talking about his best friend any time soon. I knew Monday would be hard... we always did dinner on Mondays... and sure enough the sobbing began in the shower. I did make it most of the day though.

Vader continues to spend all his free time at the hospital while I stay home and take care of the kids and the dogs from morning till night.

I have never felt so alone in my life.

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