I've stared at this sign for months.
I stared at this sign on the night before my son's fourth year of life.
Watched him play with his sisters beneath it.
I stared at this sign on the worst day of my life, a month later.
Just let the feeling of nothing consume me.
I've stared at it for months.
It hung at my daughters seventh birthday, four months later.
It hung at my daughters ninth birthday, seven months later.