Fridays is always hard for me. The day of the week you passed. It's been 11 weeks since you were gone and it's hard for me to think that it's only been that. I still want to see you walk in that door. I still want to see you on that chair in front of your computer. I still want to see you on the couch looking at my reaction to a show or a movie. I still want you to ask me to see a movie and then sweetly ask me for popcorn. I still want to hear you say "Hey" and "have a good day". I still want to hear you tell me how good that dish was and how full you are. I miss you so much and my heart aches for you. I wish you are not gone but I know that it's not healthy for me to think that way...Please help Dear Angel Jack....You are so missed here in this house.....