We just got the edited CD of pictures from the photographer who took our pictures the day we pulled Ben's respirator. It took my breath away. I look at this picture...how did we do it, where did we find the strength, how did we let go? I just can't believe it happened. It's all just so painful. I looked so tired in this picture, time has passed and sometimes I still feel weary. I want to slap my own face and wake up from this horrible dream.