I wrote a really long post about saying good bye to Toby. It was maudlin and self indulgent. It helped me to write, but I don’t think I need to post it. At least not right now.
I’m struggling a bit with the role I had in this, and the choices we made. I know they were the right choices, but still…it’s hard to reconcile.
This morning I finally downloaded the photos we took at home. Alex in her room, and Kate (over the phone…seriously, do we have an iPhone ad here or what?) with their Beastie Boy.