Anyway, I’ll let you know how it goes tomorrow. Tonight I hope you give our kids an extra hug and kiss from their mother. I don’t think you should tell them about this yet. It can be quite scary to think your mom is writing you from heaven… or wherever I am. I know when Tangerine went belly-up in the fishbowl, you told the kids, “When you die, you die.” I’ll be honest – I thought it was a bit cruel. I wonder if you think I’m gone forever now? Worm food, fertilizer, pushing up the daisies, taking the big nap. Well, wherever I am, I love you. I miss you. I’ll write again tomorrow.