Almost 2 years...

I will be at the 2 year mark of Louis' death in 8 days and the meltdown has begun. June 29, 2007, Louis got up for work at 3:30 am. As usual, I woke up too, laughed and talked with him, kissed him goodbye and went back to bed you see that was my Friday was my day off. Once I got up and feed the boys, I called Louis to let him know that while cutting Lawrence's hair, I broke the clippers. He just laughed and said girl, I tell you. We said I love you and hung up. I went on with my day as normal. At 3:30 p.m. my cell phone rang and it was Louis calling according to my caller id. I answered the phone hey baby and the voice I heard was not Louis. It was his supervisor calling to tell me he passed out at work and was rushed to the hospital. Needless to say that was the last morning I woke up next to my husband, in our bed, in our home. That day was the last time, he walked down the hall to the boys bedroom to kiss them goodbye. Again, the meltdown has started...