Sweet Sundays

Could there be anything else more precious in the world? As I was sitting in his bedroom floor watching him sleep so peacefully this beautiful Sunday afternoon, I thought how adored he would be by my Grandma M. She had a thing for redheads! Although he's not the red-haired, freckle-faced grandbaby that she had always hoped she would someday have, she would have loved him more than he could have ever imagined. She would have told him so many stories of when she was a child and always reminded him of how much he was adored & loved.

He would have loved the smell of fresh baked cakes & cookies all through her house that I loved when I was a child. He would have treasured all the talks & stories and the games she played. He would have held on to all the hugs and all the love that she had to give. The times that we got to spend together were limited to a few times each year, but I will always cherish how loved I felt by her. I never felt judged or held to any standards. I just felt completely adored & missed like crazy. I know that she would have made Sebastian feel the same way - loved, adored, cherished & missed like crazy when he had to go home. She would be proud of him no matter what & she would tell him every chance she had. I know that she watches out for him & sees how handsome & smart & wonderful he is and what an absolute blessing he is in our lives. And even though he may never meet her here on Earth, he will someday know why I think she is so amazing.