I knew it. Somewhere deep down I knew it. But I didn't want to believe it. Little One helped me to see that it would be ok, and maybe, somehow, it still will be ok. Who knows. I am thrown for a loop again, after just getting back on an even keel. I wish you had told me sooner. I wish it didn't have to be this way. I have no idea what to make of the news you have just delivered, but Tuesday is going to be very very difficult indeed.