I miss you, though I'm sure you are aware of that. Time does seem to make it easier to think about you without endless tears streaming down my face, though some days I'm not as lucky. I want to thank you for the dreams...keep 'em coming. I love how we hug in every one of them...do you do that, or is it my subconscious giving me what I loved most about you? I don't really care...I'll take hugs in my dreams over none at all any day : )
Christmas is coming up in a few days - our third one apart. So much has happened...so many people have changed. I saw the perfect Christmas present for you the other day - a t-shirt that read "In Lawns We Trust" and on the back "all other weeds, we pull". I chuckled at that.
We got record snow fall this past week - it was so beautiful, these big thick flakes slowly falling to the ground. Took me half an hour to try to explain to Taylor that it wasn't rain, but snow. She still insists it's rain and I'm just a big dummy. I've gotten used to being wrong and am quite amused by how right she is most of the time. I've already learned not to doubt her and she's only 2. While it's been cold outside, we've been huddling together under the "Grandpa Scott blankie", for everyone in this house knows it is the warmest blanket on earth. I think you must have left some of your warmth behind in the clothes you wore because it's almost magical how fast you can warm up underneath it.
I love you...I'm sure you are aware of that too. I hope wherever you are, you have high-speed access to the internet and can read this letter. As Dustin would say, "it wouldn't be heaven without it". ; ) I never got to tell you before, but I'm so proud of you...so proud to say you are my Dad and to tell people who have never met you all about your life. I don't think I go a day without mentioning you to someone. I hope you have a very Merry Christmas and wish the big JC a Happy Birthday from me.
Always your little girl,
Lisa
