Dear Anthony,

Tonight, curled up behind you in bed I remembered where I was three years ago: kissing you goodnight, and wishing I had the strength to stay the night with you. I knew I needed a good night's sleep to keep up my own health and strength, but leaving you that night was so hard for me.

I hope that one day I'll be able to forgive myself for something I still perceive as a weakness.

Love, Mama

PS: This is not the special blog post.