Anyone else get a little depressed when the lights of Christmas 🎄start coming down🙋🏼♀️
We spent today putting the house back to normal and no longer have the tinsel and lights filling the house. Part of me loves it because I love cleansing and feel like it’s a purge of stuff that suddenly is gone. Part of me wishes they could just come out when I’m feeling further away from heaven.
This was the first Christmas since Logan was born that I chose to put his tree away. That first Christmas 🎄 my friends got me a small tree and filled it with ornaments that were just for him. It’s really my only memory of that Christmas. I remember just wanting to survive it and dreading the year changing to a year where he wasn’t a part of it.
It’s another year further from his life here. Another countdown is upon us. A time to reflect and remember. And for this moment I’m reflecting on what my life would be if you hadn’t gone so soon. It would surely be looking much different from this view in a quiet house rocking your little sister.
Behind the Willows 