Is it Saturday already?

Dear Sawyer,

I am having a hard time believing it is already Saturday. One week ago I was in the hospital all day with your mother waiting to see you. She was doing a lot more work than I was though. Another day of distraction, another day of breaking down when I am alone. We went to the Nelson's today. It was nice to be around so many people. I wish I would have gone down to your grave today. I should have. I think I will after church tomorrow if your mom is up for it. We have some flowers here that I'd like to bring to you. I hope that Monday we can go in and order your headstone.

Today was your sister's birthday. A teenager now... I didn't get to talk to her though, but I was really hoping too.

Love,

Dad