Tonight I am attending a memorial service for a friend that recently passed away. Papa is going with me so your daddy can be with you.
I know this time had to come eventually, and I'm sure you won't even notice I'm gone. I am not even sure why I am at all upset about it. I think you are just growing up so fast and I know these days will soon be gone.
I hate to miss anything I suppose.
So sweet dreams little bean. I am confident I will see you in the middle of the night as you have two more top teeth poking through your poor gums. The cold washcloth has become your constant companion:
I remember the first time I didn't nurse Bennett at night. It was harder than I thought it would be! I totally understand! I'm sorry to hear about your friend that passed. I'm sure the memorial will be beautiful!
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ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry to hear about your friend. I hope it was a nice memorial.
Thanks guys. The memorial was very nice, though it is difficult for me when the pastor at a church uses the situation to push his church and their beliefs on a group of mourning people. There is a difference between offering guidance through religion and preying on the grief of others, you know? Lily did great with her dad as expected :)
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