Tuesday, April 18, 3:12 PM. Claire.

Dear Diary,

I just put Beth down. She’s so sweet. She smiled at me after I put her in her crib. Now I have some time before she wakes up for her bottle.

We had Daddy’s funeral today. It rained. Garrett gave a little sermon and we prayed for him again, him and us.

While we were praying Mommy fell on her knees and stayed there with her hands over her face a long time. After we said amen we said goodbye to Daddy, but it was really to the box in the ground. Mommy wouldn’t get up. Then I took Trevor and Beth home.

Garrett and her came back after a while. She went to her room and slammed the door and we could hear her crying a long time. She is very sad, but may be even more mad than sad.

I’m sad too. But I know that God is with us even though he said no to my prayer. Daddy said we’ll be okay. We will be. I know I’ll see my daddy again. I don’t think Mom knows that.