White Christmas.

..*tip tap* i thought i heard snow falling in my sleep. Its Mississippi i am at right now, i remembered - i brushed that thought away and went back to zzzland.

6:30AM - Tiff's mom woke us up; "Its snowing" says she!

Best (and first) WHITE Christmas ever =) Waking up to snow falling from the Heavens Christmas morning was just picture perfect. Lovely. Stunning. Amazing.

It was a magical Christmas i had this year, with the Woodcocks - truly a wonderful family!

I didn't think i would have survived this Christmas, but i did very well i must say :)

I am actually very excited to hear all about your first Christmas in Heaven, papi. I am equally as curious about your "day to day" activities up there.

Wish we could trade stories ..like now would be fantastic?!

But i guess i'll wait, till we meet again in the Heavens.

..you'll always remain as my special favoritest man in my whole wide world, papi. Love you.

ps. as much as i truly enjoyed snow falling on Christmas morning, part of me wished i was home with the family. Love you all bunches, see you in 5 months :)

Glad tidings,

i bring to you.

Once again, we're at the magical month of December :)

In my strangely finite mind, December is closely placed alongside ..White snowy Christmas spent with family/closed ones while sipping peppermint hot chocolate (source: my tv addiction)

In reality, 'tis the season when i'll miss home the most.

They say, the first year is going to be the toughest.

..their first wedding anniversary, our first Christmas, our first new years, our first birthdays, his first birthday, his first anniversary, among many more first ..without him.

I've been pondering quite abit lately, :( I still can't quite comprehend this. I don't understand and i don't think i ever will. :'( How did that one month do so much more harm to my heart than my past 25 years did to me? How can you be there for my first 25 and not my next 25? ..How do you tell your heart its okay and everything is going to be fine?

PS. Its the thirteen once again.

Dearest papi,

I survived my first semester as a Graduate student. You'll be proud to know that i did exceedingly well :) One down and only nine more amazing semesters to go!

In my heart, you'll always be journeying alongside me.

Oh, how do i even begin with how much i miss and love you? :'(

Know that i am ever so proud of you.

All my love,

Laine