I don't always say things clearly, I guess. Most of what I think about is safety and freedom and that I want to take care of him. Those are my prayers each day. I would share everything with him. It seems like this pandemic is going to get worse. I think people should do what they want, but be safe. I don't want to live the rest of my life without being able to see him again. What would even be the point of living? Nothing is in my hands and I have no information. Waiting is my life now.