Back in Vermont.. and I brought Max back with me. He wanted to be here with us on Monday.. .. but why monday ? We mark a particular point in time that we knew sam was gone.. But his accident was the day before.. his organ donation the day after.. We find ourselves thinking back to those moments.. I go especially to the moments before.. the last time I saw him, the last time I spoke with him.. the last time I heard his voice.. the last time.. the last time

And now I find myself counting down the moments to feeling whatever i am going to feel over these next few days. We think of sam always.. but these anniversaries are particularly hard.. another reminder of the totality of his not being here with us

We’ve had a steady stream of friends coming through.. especially those who won’t be here on Monday.. it’s great to see them.. tears flow easily on all sides.. and that feels ‘good’. ..

I’m glad that were together ..  all of us..

nite all, nite sam

-me