Well, the first post-Aaron Christmas has come and gone, and let me tell you - it was a doozy. From breaking down during Silent Night ("sleep in heavenly peace", anyone?), to visiting Aaron's interment site on Christmas morning, to opening up the beautiful gifts of a calendar made with photos of Aaron or a compiled, bound, 4-volume set of this blog printed out for DrummerWife and I, to crying together as we read all of your messages on the couch before bed last night.
It was a difficult few days for us. The feelings of missing out on something - like there was something we should have been doing - was strong for both of us, I believe.
Christmas is going to be hard forever, I'm afraid. But this one was the worst. It can only get easier from here.
Merry Christmas, Aaron. I hope it was a good one in Heaven, Little Guy.
It was a difficult few days for us. The feelings of missing out on something - like there was something we should have been doing - was strong for both of us, I believe.
Christmas is going to be hard forever, I'm afraid. But this one was the worst. It can only get easier from here.
Merry Christmas, Aaron. I hope it was a good one in Heaven, Little Guy.
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Roxie