A Note To Say Goodbye

The time is going by faster than I have been counting.

It is crawling to two weeks at a rather alarming pace and yet, there is no improvement in Tyler at all. I beg Doctor Cane every day just to give it one more chance. We have been stealing chances and I fear the day that they are going to run out.

I am not ready to give up on Tyler. I know that he is in there, he just needs to find his way back home. Each night, as silly as it may seem, I burn a candle hoping that it will help him find the light and step back into our world.

Yes, the rambling thoughts of a woman that has almost no strength in her left. Yet, I need to be strong for our baby. I cannot give up on living and I cannot give up on hope.

But giving up is a question that we have been talking about a lot lately.

The thing is, that day when I found Tyler on the floor, I found his gun only but inches away from his body. The blood was so much that I could not see if he was should or mere