I haven't written in a while. Not that times and things have been easier, just crazier. I am feeling a lot of things right now but mostly sorry for all those around me that are having to deal with difficult things. I wonder if it has always been like this and I have been oblivious to the suffering of the world. Was I really this out of touch with the world? How was I so ignorant? I wish I would have been better about being more sympathetic to those around me. You were so good at that. It is hard to feel sorry for myself when I see how bad others have it, and yet I still do. I still miss you every second of every day. I still wish you were here.
Max had surgery last week and Brigham has surgery this week. The surgeries aren't difficult procedures and I shouldn't be so worried but it has still been hard on me. Cameron has to work and can't be at the hospital with me and I have to have someone watch one of the kids while I'm at the hospital with the other. I am so grateful for Cameron's mom for being so willing to do whatever I need but I am lacking that emotional support I know I would have gotten for you. I know you would have come and sat with me at the hospital, and I know you would have worried for my kids.
There is just no replacement for a mother's love. I've always known that you were irreplaceable but I think I am just beginning to understand the emotional support you offered me while you were still here. The other night I was really feeling sick. I went to bed that night and I was just so upset and I tried to figure out why I was so upset. I needed you. And not in the physical sense. It's not like every time I felt sick I called you to come over and take care of me. In fact I rarely did that. But I guess I always knew you were there and that night was just a painful reminder that you were not there.
