I'm only writing this because I don't want to forget. It seems too sad.

What was.. no longer is.

I'll know what I mean by that.

O wants me to call the Red Cross to see if perhaps it'll convince his chain to let him come home for a little while to help out with things and to just let me be sad about it while he takes care of the babies. I don't think it's necessary, really.

Life goes on because it just has to.