I can't stop crying! This is miserable. It is Friday. When I was young, Friday held such excitement and promise of a good time, now I generally just go home and spend time by myself. Even if I want to go out, many times I am too tired or if I do go out, things that need to get done at home will go by the wayside. Ethan's due date is coming up, September 5th, and that day on this year's calendar is actually titled "Labor Day". Of course, I know the day is not dedicated to women that have labored their children in to the world, but seriously. Not funny! A month ago, talking about the 5th didn't bring this type of reaction from me. More truth to the statement, "Grieving is not linear." I am so sad.