----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- maybe an hour, maybe a day Last night I dreamed about Sophie. I dreamed that she ran into the room while I was playing with Z & T and I started crying "where have you been? where were you?" I started hugging her and playing with her and crying and saying to myself, I know this won't last but I'm going to take in every moment while I can, if only for maybe an hour, maybe a day..." I was so happy when I woke up. update: shortly after I wrote the above I realized today was the six month anniversary of her death ...that gave me chills, but in a good way 1:23 pm - 16.09.10
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