Joe will be gone seven months tomorrow. I came across a blog from exactly a year ago when I was worried about finishing my psychology degree and how I would handle H starting school. Tonight we re-lit three of Joe’s candles. One for the new baby, one for Joe and one for H – the three leaves in my lucky clover. We’re watching a dvd of the ultrasound we had earlier today. H keeps saying ‘Baby Joe!’ and we have to keep reminding him, no, not Joe, new baby.