Daddy shared with me how sad he is this morning...wishing that you were here to know the joy of Christmas...He talked about how this time of year was always his favorite and how much he wishes you had that too.
It's so wrong and so unfair that you never got to open a present, sing Christmas carols or idealize the joys of Santa Claus. That's what kids are supposed to do. They are supposed to be up all night anticipating what will be under the tree. They are supposed to learn the meaning behind Christmas, make Christmas cookies, and pray that Santa will put them on the nice list.
Our precious Taylor, our sweet baby girl, we miss you so much! Everytime someone says Merry Christmas, I think of you and wish for a different kind of Christmas.