This year was one that was somehow harder than last year. Maybe because you have Aunt Kathy there with you too and Uncle Butch. Maybe its becuase life here has not changed as you had hoped it would. It hasn't changed much at all has it, Sweetie?

Maybe next year is what I always say. Maybe things will be different. Maybe the "family" that once was, will be again. No, that can't be because you are not here to come home and say, "I love you", or come in the door and give me one of your "SMILES".

You know that I am trying everyday. You know I will never stop loving you or missing you. You knew it was going to be hard on us all.

Forgive me , Jimmy, for having a hard time this week. I am bound to make you proud of my "strength" you said I had. Yes, somedays I am stronger. I also found that I am mad. Not always though!

Sorry about the tree and decorations this year. Next year will be better. Help me make it so.

 

Love you and miss you soooo very much!

Mom