I work at a small town newspaper.
It's a newspaper that still does cute things
like run letters to Santa in the paper the week before Christmas.
Yesterday, while I plugged away on a couple projects at my desk,
I stumbled across a copy of last year's Santa letters.
The paper was conveniently folded to the page
containing Noah's Santa letter from last year.
When I read it
I was reminded of where we were at this time last year.
Oh, the tears at Jesus feet...
Dear Santa,
My Mom asked me to write this.
She said I should ask for a baby sister for Christmas.
She said it wouldn't come with my other toys
and that I'd have to wait.
Do you make deliveries in July?
Oh, and I am supposed to ask that she be a Red Sox fan.
Give your reindeer a hug from me!
Noah
How different I thought this holiday would be...
Some days I wish I could go back in time, and just stay there
in those days of hope, anticipation and excitement,
the days before we knew
Amelia would not be coming home with us.
7 comments:
I know my friend! We had already found out about Eli last Christmas, so we were asking for a miracle from God. This Christmas we live knowing we got our miracle just not how we asked for it. So hard!
It's such a hard thing - thinking back to the "before we knew" times and wishing it all could have been different. Hugs - my friend!
This Christmas will be a different one for the both of our families. We both should be carrying newborns, and dressing them up in christmas cheer. It'll be different. Soon we'll be celebrating Jesus's birth, yet it'll be harder this year.
That brought tears to my eyes. I have often wished I could go back to the time before we knew too. I know thinking about the hoilidays and how you thought they would be is hard! ((hugs))
This made me cry, I miss the days before finding out about Olivia's anencephaly!
What a sweet letter to Santa. I've wished for those days too...
Definitely have found myself thinking back on those days before we knew. Its hard to imagine. What a sweet letter. *hugs*
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