Oh God, Peg...we just got home a bit ago, and I was letting Danny play a game on the computer instead of checking up to see how Tiny was.
I'm so so sorry we weren't here for your call...we were at a Superbowl party...and I feel so awful that I wasn't here for you when you needed me most.
I'm sure you know how this has affected me, and how horribly awful I'm feeling for you right now...this was such a shock to see...I'm so sorry you lost your sweet boy...I really don't know what to say.
How can there be a Teeny without a Tiny? Tiny's the whole reason I got this sweet baby boy...and I feel like there's a hole in the universe now without Teeny's "big brother". How can this be right? It isn't fair, Peg...
I'm here and home now if you want to talk...but I completely understand if you can't handle it. I'm going to go put Em to bed for about fifteen minutes, then I should be out. Please drop me a line and let me know if you need me to call you when I get out...or just call, ok?
Gosh...I'm so so sorry...I feel like such a rotten friend...to be gone, and then to not check the moment I got home. I really didn't expect this...
Let me know any way AT ALL that I can help, ok?
Always here for you,
Rosie*