Author Adelaide Green

It can be hard to put into words how I feel.

I miss you.

Holidays were always our thing.

You cooked a lot, too much.

We always had a turkey fiasco, always.

We would laugh because mom would put up the tree too early.

But even through out laughter we always helped her.

One year the tree fell six times.

We never found a good solution to fix it either

but each time it fell we fixed it.

You would drink scotch, and make hot toddy’s.

You spoke off your youth, laughing till tears came out of the corner of your eyes.

Your laugh was our laugh, your smile was our smile, your hug was all of ours.

You were our connection. you kept us whole.

You’re gone and now we don’t do the things we use to.

We aren’t together, our hugs are disconnected, the laughter is no where to be found.

I miss you every day but more so during the holidays.