The sky is bright with stars up above, and I know it's a glimpse of your jingles. It's snowed, a lot this year-and I try to think of it as your pixie dust. Tinker Bell, your wings are now not just an outfit, but a part of you. You've been my comfort through all the days. Since Feb 4th, when you left to go to the bridge-at only 9 ½ months-it has been my biggest challenge without having you here. The memories of last Christmas brings tears to my eyes as you were with me ALL the time. On the airplane, to visit your grandma and grandpa, and meeting all the family-you will be talked about much this Christmas!
Bambi- you never saw a Christmas. Enjoy the lights and the presents. Stick with Tink, she'll be your guiding light.
Don't forget to go to church!
I love you both. Merry Christmas!!
Love,
Momma