Miss you so much today, Mom.  There is so much I would like to tell you.  It's Monday once again, a day I will hate until God makes things right in Paradise.  Monday was the day I lost you. And how I hate that phrase, "lost you", as though I was negligent somehow and that's why your not here.  Maybe, in a way I was.  I insisted you take that medicine that we now believe may have caused your death. The doctors made me think you had no choice but to take it. I should have done my homework better, then I might have found out about the lawsuit against the manufacturer of that drug.  In two weeks it will be six years without you, and I feel so alone...