No One to call me Daddy

The past few days has been difficult. Actually the last few weeks. I miss Saoirse. I miss her voice, her smile, her laugh. I miss playing with her on the floor with all of her toys.

I like Kezia's post yesterday. I will mirror it in a way. No one to call me daddy.

quiet

When I walk into the house I still expect to hear her laugh.
When I walk into the living room I still expect to see her playing or tormenting Fallon.
Its so quiet in the house.


Deep Breaths.

New York City and OCC

The last think I heard Saoirse say was "Elmo". So I decide that Saoirse's Elmo will travel with us everywhere we go. She also loved Curious George. It was easier to put Curious George's shirt on Elmo. Here are some shots from our recent visit to NYC

Some of the "1st's" hit when least expected

Our life is busy right now. This is great because will be launching our business, CareAline Products. We are excited about it because a lot of people will be free of the chaos of figuring out how to keep PICC and Central Lines secure with out using tape.

Last week we went into Boston. My nephew Andrew is visiting us and we went into Fanuel Hall. The last time we were there was back in November 2011. I received the call that Saoirse's cancer came back aggressively. I just stood there and cried. We knew the statistics of kids who relapse with Neuroblastoma. My stomach sunk. I know Kezia's stomach sank. So the other day was the first time I had been back. That one snuck up on me.

I miss her so much.