Really, On Christmas, Are You Hoping We Will All Lose Faith??

The day is a total blurr.  It has just turned to Christmas.  We had just found out that Natalie had taken a turn for the worst.  We all headed up to the hospital to say goodbye.  and btw get to see her suffer at while shoved into a tiny "out of order" area that looked like it may have doubled as a broom closet.  We all said something to her, tried to hold her hand and hoped she could hear us. 

The rest is less clear.  I remember getting on FB and seeing a few things.  Then like a hard door shut to the side of the head, there was Dave, posting about Julie and something to the effect of "not ready to lose her yet".  I swore it was a breaking up post or something.  Nope he-----

This is being written a month and a 1/2 later (2/6/2015). Hindsight will make this less dramatic I suppose. Doing my best to move forward but cover all the past.  During this post my 3 youngest children, who have never left out the front door without some type of chaperon, have gone missing. I was working in my room and their dad was asleep.  Anyway.....