I remember hearing her sobbing even from my room. I wasn't sure what was wrong and I was afraid to ask why mommy was crying. This happened a lot and I can remember that even at such a young age. I would often see mommy crying or hear her sobs from my bedroom. Daddy would always tell me that 'sometimes mommy just got sad' but I never really knew what that meant. I sat there in the silence of my room, wishing I could make mommy stop crying but not sure how to do that. I felt a little scared and alone in my room as I listened to her sobs.