I made my moms macaroni salad or the first time, I just wish she could have been here to help. This is the first christmas without her and it doesn’t feel like Christmas at all. I wish I could go back and change some things, including the day I think she tried to tell me she was dying. How could I not see that?! Everyday I am thankful for my 3 little distractions. Who now want their crayons down.. Back to earth for me.
