Tuesday, January 1, 2013
So after this morning's breakdown I got myself together and rejoined the family, but I guess that I wasn't quite done and started crying in front of the girls which elicited great concern from them. I told them that Daddy was crying because he didn't feel well. Now they keep coming up to offer me hugs and to say that they hope I feel better tomorrow. That is perhaps the most difficult part of dealing with aol of this. Trying to shelter my girls from it all.
Posted by Clint Brown at 11:11 AM