Today was a crappy day. Sunday's usually are for some reason. Hubby went to Mom's house to get the rest of the things I wanted from there, he had a very hard time. I feel bad for him because I know he misses my Mom, too, but he's trying to be strong for me. Once the things started coming in the house Robbie went and stayed in his room. Poor kid is so devastated over his Gramma. They were best friends, and now she's gone. So then I went to the cemetary to get my Dad's flag I put down for Memorial Day. I cried almost all the way there and all the way back. I told them I was sorry I couldn't stay today, I was having a very hard time with the whole thing. Why do I have to not have any parents? Why was my precious Mom taken away from us? Without any warning. I just can't deal with it. I can't stand it. I have such a friggin' headache. Now it's raining outside, and I don't care because it goes with my mood right now. At least there aren't any kids in my pool and I can just chill with my family.