Tag Archives: Surviving the Holidays

Merry Christmas, Lucy

Merry Christmas, Lucy.

Those, as you probably already know my sweet angel, were the first words in my mind this morning when I woke up. Christmas without you is so very sad, and so hard. Your Daddy and I miss you with every fiber of our beings, especially today. I’m having a terrible time and don’t want to celebrate, because you are not here. I miss you so much. I wish I could press a magic button and have Christmas just be over with; but if I had a magic button, I’d wish for YOU to be here, alive and well. That will always be my Christmas wish- to have you. We looked so forward to starting new traditions with you little one, to putting all of the magic back into Christmas with glee and happiness. I think in some parallel universe, maybe we are doing just that. While you will always be the biggest part of my heart, I still wish I could hold you instead and accompany you on the beautiful journey that was to be your life. You are the most beautiful part of my journey, sweet Lucy. Your Daddy continues to be the greatest guy on the planet, and I know you would have been so much like him. He remains my strength when the missing of you becomes so big that I feel like I can’t go on. He keeps me going, which is a hard job sometimes. We are so lucky to have him at the center of our world, aren’t we? Because of him, and because of you, my heart is filled with light. Today, it’s a little tough for me to share that light, but I am doing my best. I do my best for both of you. You are both the most truly wonderful gifts that a person could ever be given. Being your Mommy has taught me that love has no boundaries, no limit. It is bigger than all of us; it’s the most powerful force in the universe. Nothing can ever diminish my love for you, Lucille Rose… it only grows bigger with each passing moment. I love you beyond all imagining, and I hope you feel that love, wherever your beautiful spirit may be. You are love.

Merry Christmas, Lucy.

Love Always,
Mommy

Your Christmas tree is aglow with love for you, Lucy.