Today mom wanted to go to Rome and run some errands, return some library books, just "stuff". We had water aerobics in the morning. Zion had speech therapy at 12. So, around 1 she said, "Let's go to Rome". I said, "I have to talk to Andy....(pause) Well, I guess I could skip talking to him today". To which she responded...
"No, cause I don't like you very much when that happens! You're no fun when you don't get to talk to him."
So, my apologies to the world. If even my own mother doesn't like me on the days I don't get to talk to Andy, I am sure that the rest of you are sick to death of me!
Actually, I try not to blog on days that I don't get to talk to him. I prefer this to be a positive place, full of happy thoughts and feelings. One Andy-less days, sometimes positive is harder to find.
I miss him so much it hurts to breath some moments.
But we are making it.
There are plenty of happy moments too, I promise!