I feel so sad that Mikayla will only know her through us telling her how special she was and how much she loved her.
Leslie would would have been involved in so many of Mikayla’s firsts, we would have scrapped countless pages together, would have gone to our cake classes, would have continued to get our nails done together (well she got a mani and I got a pedi)….numerous shopping trips together, gone out for ice cream, planned Mikayla’s parties together, she was the best neck/back masseuse ever, we would have laughed ourselves silly who knows how many times, laughing at all of our little silly private jokes and we had a LOT of them. I still hear her and feel her. We talked on the phone every day and e-mailed back and forth all day every day (work days anyway)…. 52 more weeks of NOT seeing her and hearing her. 52 more weeks of missing her, I find myself wishing we had more... more sleepovers, parties, time..... It makes me so thankful for what we had. It makes me so thankful that we were all together on her last day. It makes me thankful her last hug in life was from Mikayla who she loved so dearly.
So I just continue to fill my days to brimming, some to overflowing…. and at this exact moment in time, I feel older, wiser, heart broken, and not innocent anymore and at the same time so fulfilled, genuinely happy, thankful, at peace, and loved.
I want to thank each of you for helping to fill my heart and helping me continue to put its shattered pieces back together again, one day at a time. I love you!!!
Here is one of my favorite pictures of the two of them.



















