Christmas, 2007

My dearest Erin,
The holidays are here again. I put up a few more decorations than last year, but there is still not much celebrating in our home that used to be so full of fun. All three of us miss you so much. I am remembering the little blonde haired, blue eyed girl that would wake me up early on Christmas morning to see what Santa had brought. I remember you'd be a little scared so you'd sleep with me and I'd have to get back up when I knew you were fast asleep to do my Santa gifting under the tree.
There was the year you got your little roadster. We had just moved in and you were learning to drive it that Christmas morning and drove it into the new drywall. I didn't even care, but you loved the little car.
So many memories! I had wanted to share them with your children. But now that will never be. I hope one day I can share them with David's children. Of course he says he will never marry. But I remember you said that, too. Then you married Jeff right after graduation from high school.
I felt your sweet spirit hovering near me tonight. I know that you probably miss me as much as I do you. But just enjoy all the beauties of Heaven there with your dear grandparents, who you loved so much, and your little sister, who you got to see before me. And we'll all be together when we finish our destiny here on earth.
I love you and will be thinking of you especially on Christmas Day. David said the other night that you understood him better than anyone on earth. He misses you so badly. Maybe God will let you visit him and daddy in their dreams. That would be a great Christmas present for all of us.
Love you,
Mama