Wednesday, November 17, 2010

One of those days

Eve gets better and better. More active, more yappy, more toothy, more cute, and more lovely. I'm blessed with the perfect wife, the perfect daughter, and three crazy friggin dogs (well, two crazy dogs and one that eats poop).

The hardest part of it all is wishing my Mum was around to be a part of it too. As Christmas, the one year anniversary of her passing approaches, the sadness is coming back more regularly.

She loved my wife, loved our family, and would have loved Eve to pieces.


  1. christmas is so hard. it gets a bit easier every year though (very, very slowly). love to your family. xo

  2. I think that's the hardest - that they're missing this, grandkids and all.