writing out thank you notes. I cannot express enough my thanks for the support & love shown during my hardest days on a note card. I keep falling apart. I struggle for words ..... maybe it's too soon; too raw. I wish I had someone here to just sit with me while I do this task. Etiquette states I get these out on a timely basis & I want to do that. God, this hurts. I want this to be a bad dream & we're back in August & September of last year. Having fun at the cabin we rented & enjoying family life.