It's Thanksgiving again today. There is so much to be thankful for God has blessed us beyond measure. You should see the kids they are getting so big. Those teenage years are HARD! Let me apologize right now for that. I know I was a moody smart mouth kid and I would like to thank you for not tolerating any of it. There are so many things to tell you. C is having a better year in school, you would have loved seeing her in the school play. She did such a good job she even shocked her teacher because she was loud enough to be heard. She is also writing for the school newspaper. She loves to write just like her mom. Mo is having a good year too. She's the big kid on campus being the big 6Th grader and all. She is going to be in a Christmas program playing the piano and acting. You always said that one of them would play the piano, because they had such long fingers when they were born. She's only taken lessons for a little over a year and she does so well. Her dancing dream shifted now she wants to be a big time volleyball player as she discovered she loves the game. P is a ladies magnet! He has many friends in school but the girls seem to adore him. I'm a little nervous about that one. He is so kind and loving. Of course he is playing sports. You know his dad wouldn't have it any other way. I know if you were here he would amaze you. It seems we were scared to have a boy for nothing.
I'm missing you so much! It gets easier but the piece of my heart you took with you seems to ache more on the holidays. It's another Thanksgiving and you aren't here for me to tell you thank you. Thank you for loving me, thank you for raising me, thank you for loving me enough to fight with me. As I get older I realize I was lucky to have a mother who cared enough to fight with me. I would rather have had that than indifference. I appreciate the fact that you were smart enough to stand up to me and tell me when I was wrong or making a mistake. Oh and thank you for not letting me date till I was sixteen. I won't be letting my girls date till they are 30 but if by chance the right boy comes to call I may allow it if they are old enough to protect themselves and drive themselves home.
We are redecorating your room looks completely different. I got the hard wood floors I used to dream about. I love going in there and sock skating. It looks more like just another room now. It's easy to not have those last days flood my memories when I go in there now. We may stay here forever now. It's hard for others to understand why it was important to make the change, but I'm sure you understand. I wouldn't change a thing. I was blessed to be able to be there for you. While the pain of losing you will never quite diminish completely, God has saved me from the pit and I find it gets more bearable with the passing of time.
Happy Thanksgiving Mom! I love you and miss you.
Until we meet again,