I was awaken this morning by a phone call from Amy's daughter and mother, wishing me a happy birthday. It was great to hear from them...but it broke down what I call my morning resolve..I am usually more able to handle the sadness in the morning....and through the day I get weaker and weaker...then at night I usually totally break down.....cry myself to sleep more often than not.
Today, I will miss the yearly Garfield card and Amy calling to rub in the fact that she was younger than me and always would be...... I will miss her voice and the sound of her laughter....
