And I wake up every day at 3:30 in the morning and the days you are not there sleeping peacefully above on the bed, I cannot get back to sleep. I either read a book for the next 2 hours or I just toss and turn and ghost walk around the whole house waiting impatiently for the sun to rise. The days you are there I look at your sleeping face for a few minutes and then go back to my angst ridden sleep. I wonder why leaving this time is bothering me more than it did the last time. Is it you?