Today is January 2.
Two years ago today is when sissy entered the hospital for what was to be a "routine" blood transfusion as she was feeling weak.
Two years ago today I knew she was dying.
Two years ago today Asa woke up for the first time without his mom as she had already left for the hospital when he got up. Papa stayed at the house so Asa didn't have to get up and come over here.
Two years ago today I ripped down all my outdoor Christmas stuff to help keep my mind busy. It didn't work.
Two years ago today started the worst week.
Two years ago was the beginning of a new decade.
Two years ago was January two.
We had such high hopes for a new decade.
Two years ago........
Today starts us reliving each and every day of the next two weeks.
The two worst weeks of my life.
There have been days and weeks in the past two years that were harder than I ever thought possible.
Two years ago today sissy had a week to live.
Two years is not a long amount of time.
Two years is an infinite amount of time.
Two years has brought an insane, immeasurable, unbelievable amount of change.
Trust me, some of those minutes seemed like hours. Some of those minutes I didn't think I could make it to the next one.
Each one of those 1,051,200 minutes counts.