Saturday, December 24, 2011

a little bird

My dad told me yesterday that when he goes out to shoot pictures in the wee hours of the morning, there is a bird that separates itself from a crowd and watches him. He said he knows it is Layla Wren.

I am not the only one who remembers. ♥

I always think the holidays will not be hard for me, until they actually arrive and everyone is assembling and there is always someone missing. I miss her a lot today.


Anonymous said...

I have just recently found your blog and I just wanted to say how amazingly brave, loving and strong you are for keeping this blog. Your words are so familiar to me because they echo what I too am feeling 3 months after going through a very similar experience. Thank you, thank you, thank you for telling your story and know that it is helping someone else through their pain.
Although you are missing your daughter I hope you have a happy and peaceful Christmas with your family.

Angela said...

Missing my little bird too. Peace to you and your family this Christmas.

Hope's Mama said...

It is just so special when someone else stops to remember them, isn't it?