I went camping this weekend with P. She slept in the spot where you would slept. She used your coffee cup. I drew the line at chairs....I used your old grey folding one.

It should be you I'm camping with....I'm still having a hard time not feeling guilty. I miss you baby...the way we would sit around the fire...talking, laughing, discussing the kids. Where are you? Can you hear me? Do you know how much I love and miss you?