Dear John, It's Year Six
Hey John, do you know what's different about year six? It falls on the same day. Heads up for those of you behind me in the nightmare. It's very weird and it brings it all back in a strangely chronological way. I don't know how to explain it, and I wasn't expecting it. Tonight, as I sit here, I remember you coming in from the field, you and I cooking dinner together, and that extra long hug you gave me in the hallway. I miss those hugs so much. What could we have done differently? If we would have known what the morning would bring, what could we have done? The morning of November 4 changed our lives forever, it changed a lot of lives forever. This year feels so much like that year, and not just because it all falls on the same days - but the weather and the days leading up to tomorrow have just felt so dark. I am half expecting to wake up to flashing lights, badges, and EMTs. I went to Frieda's today with my dear friends from Bible study. They have embraced