I put my Christmas tree up today. The same thing I was doing 6 years ago today. I find it so hard to believe it has already been 6 years. 6 years since my little girl went to be with her heavenly father. The last day I got to hold her little hand and listen to her sweet little sounds. I miss her so much. I miss the smell of her skin and curls in her hair. The way she would point her little finger to touch mine. I miss the constant sound of Blues Clues playing. I miss the red stain on my shirt from her Hawaiian punch she loved so much. I miss the way she would get so excited to see Sage and Jeff. Or when Billie would come over and talk like Blue to her and that sweet smile she would get on her sweet little face. The way she would let my mom know if she was taking Sage, she was taking her. They way she would reach for my dad glasses with that one little finger. The bouncy chair of hers. I miss watching her sleep. I miss so much about that little girl. My heart longs so much for my second daughter. Not a day goes by that I don't think of her. I always thought with time things would get easier, but they really haven't. I miss her as much today as the day I kissed her good bye. I know she is with Jesus, and she is well. And one day I will be with them. My heart is at peace. Peace that only he can give me! But I still miss my little girl!!
