It’s Christmas time, wrapping presents, baking cookies, laughter, joy… And much more. As I began to prepare my Christmas cookies, you know, the ones that get cut out and iced, I handed the box of cookie cutters from the cupboard. Right on top was a people train cookie cutter. Last time this box was open, was February of 2011 to make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for Josh. It was in the shape of a train. His “choo-choo sammich” he would say. Needless to say, I cried. Some days skim by and I don’t feel sadness, today I felt the sting. Christmas was all about Josh for Jeremy and I. We had become Hall put to receive nothing and give everything to our little man. This year, Jeremy and I were stagnant and not really wanting anything. Although we still have bought for each other.
All I want for Christmas, is a family.
