I wish you would contact me sometime this weekend, asking how I'm doing, like you usually do. I've learned to greatly appreciate those messages. It's nice to have someone that cares about me. But I know you won't, because you're with your family..(I want you to have that family time.) But it still hurts because I'm just your job and those messages were just apart of it. This weekend is hard for me, memory wise and I feel so alone.