Tuesday, November 15, 2011 (177 days)

Dear Will,

We’re having fish for dinner tonight and oh, how you disliked fish.  Remember how you’d complain how much we have it?  Weekly, for sure, and on that day you’d hope for a dinner invite at a friend’s home so you didn’t have to even look at it.  I’d never let up on getting you to “just try it”, and even on those rare occasions when you’d succumb to my relentless Continue reading →