This week I seem to be dealing with disbelief that he is gone. I really keep thinking/imagining that surely he will walk through the door, walk up behind me, and give me a big hug any minute now. Tonight I asked Caley if she ever imagines Daddy walking through the door...and she said matter-of-factly "you asked me that last night momma." :-( I didn't remember doing that. Then she came over and gave me a hug...really too much to ask from my sweet baby girl...she is old and wise for her years. She has always been this way (although she also has a silly streak a mile long.) I love her beyond words.