This is the second time I abandoned my journal, only to pick up the threads again. My last entry was in September on the occasion of W.'s birthday. I am drawn back here this summer because of a horrible occurrence. W. died last Tuesday. He died of heart failure during a gym class due to a heart related birth defect. Somehow, I feel like writing again. I just need to talk about him over and over without anyone getting bored, tired or impatient. So if you still have me on your list, be warned.