Fun...Enjoyment. Are they possible now? It doesn't seem like it most days. I go do the things I used to have a great time doing, but I won't say I have fun now. No matter what we go do, we are always missing something. We went to the baseball game last night and there were kids all around. I don't know if I even paid attention the whole game. I cried a few times, had some peanuts, and came home no happier than I had left a few hours earlier. Instead of taking my mind off things, I get smacked in the face with the very thing I'm trying to forget. It will always hurt that I never got to take Eli to a game. Every time I go I cry about it. I guess one day I'll quit going so that I don't have to cry about it anymore.