I still can't for the life of me understand why Sundays are so very hard. I have cried for half the day. I just feel so very sorry for what happened that October day. I miss Loughlin so much. We ate his favorite pie for dessert and Stroganoff for dinner. He was a very picky eater but that was one meal he ate more than one helping of. It started to snow outside, which just brings Christmas closer and my grief stronger. The kids loved Loughlin to pull them in a sled behind the 4-wheeler. He was a great big brother.
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