And Now She's Got Me Crying Again

Oh, Amy, do you know how we weep with you? You write your way through your grief, sharing just a portion of your loss, your sadness, your journey in hope. And every time you bare just that bit of your soul, we send a quick note to our husbands, we make a doctor's appointment for a physical, we hold them just a little closer, a little longer. Because really, we don't begin to understand your grief. What we understand is your love for Michael. Thank you for  reminding us of love and for reminding us to love.