I know I am a few days late. I ended up unexpectedly spending Thanksgiving in Idaho with my wonderful Father and mother-in-law. Once again I was reminded that we should never take for granted the time we have with the people we love. Any day could be our last. I had dreams of Mason all night last night, sure do wish he was here eating turkey with us. His favorite was mashed potatoes though. A family in our community had to say goodbye to their beautiful little boy just before the holiday. For them, this season will never be the same. My heart is aching for them as they begin this painful journey. I so wish that no one would ever have to go through the pain of losing a child. I wish I had words of advice to offer them that would make it easier but I don't. It never seems to get easier. The pain~ well, it is always there. Somehow we learn how to function in spite of it but it never goes away. Tonite I am in that "I just want to curl up in a ball and cry for hours" mood. I am tired of hurting and tired of missing that baby boy and I just want to hug him and smell hm again. That is just tonight though. Tomorrow I will put on my strong face, head off to work and pretend to be just like everyone else. Tomorrow.