I haven't picked up this diary for a long long time now, or even flipped through its pages. For so long, the memories contained in them have been too painful to recall and relive. I've thrown myself into medical school, getting my doctorate, becoming an established doctor...and now that life has finally slowed down a little, I've found the courage to reread these pages, and allow this chapter of my life to finally have some closure.

This diary tells the Summer that Jamie and I spent as husband and wife.

That one, long, beautiful, short lived Summer.

That infinity we carved out for ourselves through the numbered days.