
i am hiding in my office. most days i hide in my office. there are no windows, it's on the sixth floor but it feels underground. i don't mind it, it's like a big cave and i feel safe in it. it's horrible out, raining and windy and dark. i keep thinking about how sunny and beautiful it was at the pumpkin patch this weekend. about halo's crooked smile. he drew a picture for me at school yesterday of us there and he was holding a pumpkin and hugging me and there were 3 hearts floating out of his head. this picture killed me, it is the best thing ever. i keep thinking today how great things were that day, how everything is okay thru the eyes of a 6 year old, how real they are. i am glad he was thinking about this day yesterday, i hope we remember it forever. i hope i hope i hope.