I think when experiences like this happen to you, you just become more grateful for every little thing.
Like kisses from you little bubsy aka...my mommy's boy, which I am more than okay with.
Making gingerbread houses on Thanksgiving, with all the special men in your life, Lew, Willsey and my Pape. Couldn't be better.
And my little Willsey snuggling on the back of the couch with his blankets just because he can.
Also, having ordered holiday cards ahead of the game. Almost done shopping for my family and friends with a few other gifts to purchase. The last 9 years have been up and down, mostly because the loss of my mom, she was the glue, the heart and the soul of our family without her Christmas has been feeling just like another day.
But this year I am feeling a bit more grateful and less sad, more than I have in the last 9, and I think it has something to do with the sweet boys in my life.
Today I am grateful.