December 1, 2002
The wind must have blown a door shut early this morning. I was more asleep than awake so I thought it was you. Maybe you were bustling around in the kitchen looking for breakfast or rustling through the newspaper for the crossword. I remembered almost immediately that you were gone. Yesterday, I wrote your name in my journal. For the first time in almost two years it made me smile. Lauren- just the letters make me happy. The wind blew a door shut this morning. I knew it wasn't you, but I pretended it was for a little while longer.