She would have loved it today, sunny and almost 70, the perfect day for her. Her chair still sits beside our house where she would sit on a sunny day or when Anthony and I would play catch. She would gather the energy to come outside and sit and watch us. Hurting every moment I’m sure but smiling watching us.
I’m out of tears so I guess I need to go now. I do believe Andrea's life and death were God’s will, and Andrea was happy to do what she did. But it still hurts me. I guess I’m being selfish. Andrea sure wasn’t that. Andrea wanted nothing more then for me and the boys to be happy. I guess it will just take some time to feel happy without feeling guilty. Maybe someday but not today.