Nothing I say really matters today. Yesterday I went on and on about pollen and its terribleness.
And then I read about a baby who is about a year younger than Landon who didn't make it.
And then this morning I read about a girl who has run away, she was angry and her mom gave her permission to run down the street to release some of it, just like she's done before and this time she just didn't come back. [The very moment I originally posted this, they found her.]
Anything I have to write just all seems so arrogant and self centered. My kid is healthy and alive and I can see him on the cameras at the day care, I know where he is.