It's Wednesday

What day is it for you? I had to ask that of Zach today because it is Wednesday, January 27, 2016 and that is 2 different days for me.   Grief is a funny thing, for me, it doesn't know a date, it remembers a day. At least that is what my experience has been so far this year.  It's Wednesday. Wednesdays are bad. Last year on Wednesday Jake woke me up around midnight and the longest and hardest day of my life began.  Wednesday morning my boys woke up to a tear stained face grandma, trying her best to hold it together.  Wednesday was prayer requests and phone call, ambulance rides, CT scans and horrible conformations. Wednesday was a tsunami of love crashing over us in a hospital waiting room, it was posters and cards plastered over our fence and filling our mailbox. For our friends and family, it was frantic driving and scrambling to arrange flights.  For my boys and many of Jake's friends it was a day of uncertainty ending in a good-bye they never anticipated having to say.

It's Wednesday. We have things to get accomplished today, patients to be seen, test to be taken, and school attendance to be counted, but it is Wednesday and we just can't...