My Isaiah,

Today was bad. I had to apologize to my own kids for my behavior because I just got angrier as the night wentand on and on.

I do hope your siblings read some of these letters later on in their lives so they can get a better idea about how this entire time actually went. Hopefully they will read them and understand our loss a little more. I hope they can bring them to their future therapist, which their therapist addresses so they can see that I tried my hardest.

Some days are just survival. I love you more than anything. Goodnight and sweet dreams.