You know every year since that very first Christmas without you, I've bought you an ornament to hang on your tree. Many times one just catches my eye, other times Bryson's eye is caught. Your tree is getting full as this will be the eighth ornament of love I'll be placing on your tree. I have the hardest time boxing them up so some I keep hung around the house. Getting excited for the 'perfect' one to catch my eye this year, or maybe it'll be Bry who finds it. Ya know, when you left us there was one thing I always promised myself...I promised to keep YOU alive in my kids. Especially Bryson's because I knew he wouldn't remember you. But you know what...he talks about you ALL the time. Even though he was only a year and a half when you died he knows you Mom....he knows you and he loves you. God is good, He really really is. As the years go by and as he grows up he will always ALWAYS have "Nama"...Grandma Joan. I pinky promise Mom!!! ((((((HUGS)))))) *****KISSES******