I miss you playing little jingles to wake us up on Christmas morning. I miss the smile on your face and excitement in yours eyes when you present us with Christmas stockings – that you STILL did for us all even as adults each year. I miss the strange/odd gifts you used to buy me that you thought I’d love! I miss seeing you dancing and singing to ‘rocking around the Christmas tree’ (usually in something red!) in the kitchen while we prepped and cooked Christmas dinner together… and so much more besides.

I regret that you never saw me happy with Russ who I met the year after you passed and I am saddened that you never got to hold your Grandchild Oakley. But you live on in all of us and Russ tells me he feels like he knows you as I speak of you so often and Oakley will feel the same in time I’m sure it – he already has a lot of love for ‘Nanny Bear’ who he kisses and cuddles often. I tell him he has to be a good boy as Nanny is always watching and checking in on him!

We miss you Mum, our sun moon and stars xxxxxx