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.
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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.
x
Missing my little bird too. Peace to you and your family this Christmas.
It is just so special when someone else stops to remember them, isn't it?
xo
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