Monday, September 19, 2011: Good Morning Sam. I am a little sad this morning. Perhaps it’s the emotional hangover from the weekend. Although there was more good than bad that happened, I cannot help but be reflective of the entire situation. It does not help that I still cannot kiss you good night or good morning or even make you breakfast before you go to school. I never had a chance to grieve Sam. It comes in pieces. So I take it as it comes. The discipline is not allowing it to keep me down for long. Too much work to do. I miss you terribly my Princess. KISSES!
