Came home from work last night and Mike had the door installed in the side of the house. I will take a photo tonight and post it. So now we can walk out onto the deck and that will soon be where we park the cars. It will be really nice. I have a feeling he works so hard because when he doesn't it leaves time to think about things. Like when static hits my radio on the way home from work and I have to turn it off and listen to silence. Even after all this time it makes me think of Carrie and inevitably tears come. I asked him last night what will happen when he runs out of things to do and he said he will go back to making sausage and cheese and wine etc. Perhaps he will fish again. We both stay busy, and it helps. There is a possibility of getting together with other parents that have lost children, like a support group, once a month or something. I am working on this.
Got a nice note from Agnes yesterday. It is a shame she is so far away. Her note was very neatly written for someone her age.
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