We're heading to the Land of Enchantment to be with our loved ones (...not that you are not loved. You are very loved. Stop that sniffing. Oh, don't cry.) It feels impossible but it's the second Christmas without Mom. It's these particular holidays that bring the need, the lack into sharp relief. Still, this year I'm determined to let her shine through me. Maybe you'll see it in the way I touch your hand, or the light in my eyes, or the whipped cream I'm spraying on your head. Look for it.
Blessed, beautiful, bright, and bouncing holy days to you all. Know that you're loved. You are loved.
do i see a whipped cream fight in our future in honor of your mom??!? gabriella | 12.22.05 - 8:40 pm | #
Go visit Penny!!! Ashley in Stockton! | 12.22.05 - 11:58 pm | #