Monday, 16 December 2013

A Bag of Letters

Well not the kind you think . . . these are letters of hope . . . they are letters I hope to give to my future grandchild. We had a rough year last year; my daughter lost two pregnancies in the early stages. One just a week prior to finishing her first trimester; and the second about six weeks in. It was devestating. I was crushed. I was already buying stuff to "house" the baby at my place for sleep overs. It's all I've dreamed about for as long as I can remember . . . I just want to be a g'ma! Maybe its not in the cards; but the prayer is, and my hopes and dreams are that one day I will welcome a beautiful baby boy or girl into my senior years and I can hug and kiss and love that baby just like I've always dreamed. Here is my little bag of "hope"!





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