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Mornings I am finding are the worst. I wake up and realize I have to be happy for another whole day. God made us all unique and special. Now I wish we were all clones. Tom called from the beach. His Tee time is later in the morning. It is selfish of me, but I am glad to have Riley all to myself. Tom is torn, but I want him golfing. I can't stand being in the room with us both being miserable. He can't hide the lines of grief anymore than I can. It tears me appart. I cried on the phone. I wish I hadnt, because I don't wasnt him to bail on the tournament and come back. I want this weekend all to myself. Visitors are ok, because they leave after a while, and Riley likes the company to show off his new digs. But Tom would be underfoot and here durin