Home alone with the kids tonight. Rob's at a pre-funeral prayer service. Older 2 are bathed and having bedtime snack. Baby is napping in bouncy seat. We're all in the kitchen after a great game of tag up and down the hall. I start cleaning up the kitchen from dinner. Death Cab for Cutie's Plans is playing. Not a good album to listen to when your beloved husband is dealing with the realities of life and death. "What Sarah Said" just brought me to tears. Just the other day, Rob was telling me about that time spent in a hospital room with someone who was dying, and how that song really captures so much of that time. Combine that with the reality of losing my grandmother just before Ruby was born and I just lost it. Started crying. Thinking about how one day, maybe even sooner than I think, people I love will die. At that point, Isaac looked concerned and asked me why I was sad and how he "could make you be very happy again". Hugs fix a lot. Still, it's hard to reach a point in life where you really know that there comes an end point to life here on earth. Feeling a little deep and thoughtful tonight...and wanting to give extra hugs to my kids.