4/12/09
Happy Easter.
Today is the last holiday I will celebrate for the the first time without you. In just a few weeks it with be the anniversary of your death and the beginning of another chapter in mine, one which didn't have to be written.
I remember so clearly our drive to NY we left in the "SS" and arrived in NY to the hotel room# 216 (funny I still have the room key). You called Peg to find out about the time to come up the hospital and we both took showers and headed over to your parents house to see your mother.
After we got there we all spoke for a while and then with your voice cracking asked " Ma, is daddy dying?" She said " I think so." You said, "How long?" and she said a few weeks... The conversation went back and forth and we left for the hospital. I drove there and I remember getting off the exit and at the light there was bolt of lightining that came down right in front of us and you screamed.
i don't want to go into detail about our visit to the hospital but we all know the outcome. Dad died later that night. He waited to see you and to say goodbye before he left. This moment was the beginning of what would become the worst month in all of our lives.
On this Easter I think of all of these things. I hope that you and dad are together and happy and that you are looking down on us from heaven.
I miss you with every breath that I take.
Sweet Dreams My Love.
XOXO