Letter to the angels

Dear: Angels

I know I have the best babysitters anyone could ask for and I know you’re doing a great job, but I have a favour to ask of you.
When you tuck my boy in for the night please hug him extra tight to make up for all the times I can’t
When you sing him lullabies remind him that my heart aches to sing to him
Dear angels when he looks down and sees happy families please make sure he understands that if I had the choice I would never have let him go
Please angels don’t let him doubt my love for a single second
You have my most precious gift please treat him as such.

Love: A jealous mom
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The baby is all grown up!

So yesterday my little sister went to her Matric Farewell!!! OMW! I feel so old, how can the little tiny thing who used to follow me around and insist on doing everything I did be all grown up now?
She kinda reminded me of lyrics from a Britney Spears song (yes I’m quoting Brit-shock horror) “Not a girl, not yet a woman”
It scares me that she’s going into the “real world” soon (as if high school wasn’t bad enough) She means so much to me, always has, and I can’t imagine her having to take on everything on her own…But we all do don’t we, we have to make decisions and face the consequences – that’s just life.
As I watched her in her grey gown and blue accessories (all designed by her) I suddenly felt calm, this girl has never backed down to anything in her life, strong from the core. I suddenly felt proud of what a woman my little, hockey playing, party loving, environmental club, christian leader, never afraid to ask for help or give it, little sister is becoming.
She’ll be fine and although I’ve had to get used to not being part of every aspect of her life, I’m proud to call her Sister and Friend 🙂
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Logan’s butterfly

I know I owe pics but turns out co-ordinating a challenge with a group of ppl from all over, is more difficult than I thort:
And anyway I have something else to share today:

I have a GIANT tree in front of my house, it’s my favourite place and perfect for reflecting and just being calm. I always thought I’d sit there with Logan, reading and blowing bubbles-I used to do tha LOTS-so today when I saw a beautiful butterfly (they always remind me of Logan because there always seem to be butterflies around his grave) I bought it and decided to put it on the tree.
I miss my boy a lot today and wish I could just have him here 🙁 but at least “a little part of him” is now in what I’d hoped would be “our tree”
My mom and I are working on a memorial garden but for now this gives me a little comfort 🙂

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Day 8: your sky

I have so much blogging to catch up on, really do, but life happens and I’ve been really busy, but so as not to break the chain, here are the sky pictures so long 🙂

Mine

Hein

Jenine — She’s new 🙂

Liesl

Ronethea

Salama