My dear Sammy, It's New Year's Day, and all I could think about is how difficult it is going to be in 2008 every day without you, and yet everyone says, "hopefully it will be a better year." I think Dad, Jon and I, would agree that every year from now on will be difficult without you. My happiest times will be all of us being together, like remembering our trip to Hawaii or the day we brought Mitzi home from the Carolina's. I'm not saying that we will never have a good day again, but it can never be the same, and I know that no one, including Jon and Dad, or anyone else who has lost a close family member to suicide will or could ever understand that devastating feeling. My heart aches for you everyday, Sam. Oh how I wish you were still here with all of us. I love you sweetie! XXOO