HACKRadioBOSSv402426 [REPACK] 💨

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Wednesday, December 8, 2014

Good Morning

Oh my! Where can I start with this week’s adventure?

Tuesday was great. We woke up, played, went to Kelly’s school, picked up some school supplies, and ate a delicious homemade lunch at Kelly’s school before we both went home and rest for the day. We got to watch a movie on Tuesday night and I made an Egg Bagel Sandwich. On the floor, remember? Well, it was a fix of joy for me. I’m not sure who was more excited, me, or Kelly. On the way home, we stopped and got a few things. At the store, we had to peruse the tree section because we’re in the season of the tree. So, we found the tree we wanted and we took it outside to look at it. Then, Kelly had to help me trim and decorate it. We finally put it in the “tree house” and I took a picture of her giving thanks for the year. On our way home, Kelly said, “I wish I had my mom with me.” We were thinking about how she loves decorating Christmas trees and how she is an expert at making homemade ornaments. We were thinking about how good it would have felt to have her here with us. I know she is home, but we miss her, and she is missed. Her absence is felt.

Wednesday was so sad. This is when I don’t remember what happened the day before. I think I’d written all of it down because it was so sad.

Kelly and I did school today and I made some spaghetti and tomato sauce for lunch. Kelly was quiet all day. We played, we read, we napped. I hope to have a more exciting thing to post about because it was a hard day.

Thursday was church, breakfast at Kelly’s school and practice for the talent show tomorrow night. I do hope I can be home for her show. Our Christmas concert is on Friday night. It will most likely be our last with her. I don’t know why, but all the past 2 years have been harder than the year before. Last year, I was able to hug her at the end. This year, I’ll be able to hug her, but I don’t know if I’ll be able to hold back the emotion that consumes me, and I don’t think she’ll want me to. The season of memories will be over soon.Digest



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