Tag Archives: sitting

Dear J, We were back at the same place. Like the last two days. I helped you climb up onto the cement platform. It was about 5.5 feet high and next to the train tracks. We watch trains go by from here sometimes. “Daddy, come …

Dear J, You woke up in a full scream. “AAAAA!” We ran to your room. “What’s wrong?” A few nights ago, the dry air gave you a nosebleed in your sleep. So, we thought we’d find you in a pool of blood again. “Are you …