I've had a few good days because I constantly tell myself that Sammy's life had a purpose and continues to serve that purpose. I get sad (<---understatement) thinking about what I wish his life could have been, or more likely what my life could have been with him, but I have to believe that his days were numbered and completed just they way they were supposed to be. Sometimes that inner monologue works, sometimes it doesn't.
I heard a song on the radio last night and a couple lines of lyrics are destined to infiltrate my dogma in these next few weeks. "You'll wake up tomorrow and wrestle the sorrow that holds you down today". So that's my plan, get through the days I can and wrestle out the sorrow when I can't.
ps - I am not wrestling alone, I've got some great tag team partners, obviously Dave and everyone praying but most effectively Jesus. He's strong and wins every battle he's in so I'm in good hands.
pps - Amy wins 10 points, I felt like my day was a few pages from the book "If you give a mouse a cookie", it's a picture book for children, it's good. The mouse goes from one random activity to the other.
ppps - Friday is Ella's birthday! Please keep praying for Courtney and her family as they spend these last few days lovin' on their precious girl.