Last night I played with my grandbabies while their Momma and Daddy went to a movie. Of course, I turned cartoons on for them. Some of Ashlie's favorite cartoons just happened to be on the TV. I haven't watched them since Ashlie passed away. I actually found myself enjoying watching them... remembering how Ashlie would smile as she watched them and not take her eyes off of the TV. It felt good to have a memory of Ashlie that didn't cause me pain, but brought me joy. I hope I am beginning to transition into the healing, less painful mode of this journey. Great evening!!
TaTa4Now
Thursday, July 28, 2011
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