It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas…..

The worst Christmas ever was when we had to fly
back from Savannah.

David is the only part of my formula for a perfect Christmas.

Here’s page two for shimelle‘s Journal
Your Christmas class.



Today’s prompt was about the snow. Writing about the weather.

One of my few complaints about living in California is how it doesn’t
snow here. Ever.

Most of the time, I don’t mind that. But, for me, Christmastime is all
about being woken up when the first snow falls. Making snowmen. Cuddling
up and watching it all fall. David won’t get to experience this as a
little boy. Thankfully, we can get to a lot of snow with a short drive
from here, so each year, we’ll have to take one weekend to go play in
the snow so David can have fun. It won’t be the same as running out the
door with your pajamas on at night, but it’s still better than nothing.

I specifically didn’t put a paper snowflake on this page since it’s all
about the lack of snow.

More of the Scenic Route papers I received as part of being on the A Million Memories DT. Big
thanks to both Scenic Route and AMM.

One day down.

I have decided to take shimelle‘s Journal
Your Christmas class. More about the why in the next post. But I am
looking forward to a little bit of creation everyday. I hope this will
be the encouragement I need to get back in the groove of things.

I wanted to keep the cover very simple and I might go back to it at the
end and go crazy with it, but for now it’s just plain and subdued. For
the first few days (at least) I will be using the Scenic Route papers I
received as part of being on the A Million Memories DT. Big
thanks to both Scenic Route and AMM.

Let’s see if I can do this for the next thirty five days.

Another layout I made using the Cosmo Cricket line they sent to
wonderful AMM.

Journaling Reads:
David, since all these layouts and books I’m making are for you and any
siblings you might one day have, I wanted to make sure you had not just
your stories recorded but you also knew the stories behind your mom and
dad and all the wonderful memories we have between us.

It’s 2007, and in a few weeks, your dad and I will celebrate our dating
anniversary of thirteen years. I’ve been in this country for fifteen
years and have spend thirteen of those with your dad. Over these years,
we’ve collected an amazing number of memories. Our lives changed
considerably, and our personalities as well.

But one of the few things that didn’t change much from our first few
days together is the fact that your dad is my very best friend. A few
days after we met, he and I started hanging out 24/7. Especially since
we were in college and it was during finals, there were no classes and
we had nothing that stopped us from staying up all night and chatting.
Which we did. We talked about anything and everything. We laughed all
the time.

He became my closest friend within a few short days and all these years
later, I still prefer to share every little detail with him over anyone
else. We have a million little inside jokes and single words that
conjure joyful memories.

I don’t know how I got lucky enough to find your dad when I did and I am
so thankful that we both had the foresight to see there was something
magical there. Over the years, we’ve had tough times, and even tougher
times but we stuck together and through it all, we stayed best friends.
Today, I cannot imagine my life without him. He’s a part of the air I
breathe.

When something bad happens to me, I run to him for comfort. When
something good happens to me, I know his joy will be genuine. I want you
to know that what we have is magical and doesn’t happen to everyone.

More importantly, I want you to know that I know that and appreciate
what I have every moment of every day.