A sad day, a hard day, a day I am grateful I got to be her first mom.
I love and miss her every day.
Decorating the Christmas tree this year was full of happy/sad moments as we unpacked ornaments she made.
Through the tears, I pray she is happy and safe today.
Perhaps time heals all wounds, but I'm just gonna go ahead and wear my pajama pants today.
A blessed and merry Christmas to you all.