Woke up at 5 and made breakfast, the usual corn porridge, Ben's favorite.  Half way through the meal I found out that it was Sunday,
I could not stop the tears; Sundays I let him sleep in, he tries so hard.
I dont even know what day it is anymore. Every day is the same; pain, pain and more pain.<p>
Beautiful sunny day out there but I can hardly  walk so it does not matter. <p>
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