Well, it’s been a week since you died, Maya Girl. I still can’t even believe it’s true. But every morning when I wake up, no matter how much I hope and pray at night, you aren’t magically back in your crib crying for me. So I guess it must be real. This isn’t a dream. But it is a nightmare. I’m living every parent in the world’s nightmare right now. And it sucks. I hate this so much. It hasn’t even set in yet. It feels like it’s just some temporary thing. I don’t think it’s quite dawned on me that I will NEVER see you again. Not once. I will live every single day of the rest of my life without my sweet baby girl. And that SUCKS. It’s NOT FAIR! I wish there was something I could do to bring you back, Maya. I would give anything to even be able to say goodbye to you. I love you so much.