On Sunday on our way to Ben Johnson's graduation party, I was sitting behind Hope while she was driving Dad's Sable. Dad was in the front seat and Carter and I were in the back. She had her shades on.
I was sitting behind her and imagining if it was you in your accident and how surreal that is. It's the same thing as if she were hurt or killed while driving. She is my child as much as you are. I love her as much as I love you. Imagining her beautiful precious head being hurt like yours was. Like I said, the best way to describe it is surreal.
So sorry that happened to you! My precious sweet boy! Love you so much!
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