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                                                        Christmas 2002, Missing 
                                                Loria 
                                                
                                                  
                                                
                                                  
                                                
                                                
                                                Last Christmas I remained 
                                                in 
                                                shock.  It had been a 
                                                short, but 
                                                long, three and a 
                                                half months since losing you. 
                                                I ran away and pretended 
                                                that 
                                                the day didn't exist. 
                                                
                                                  
                                                
                                                
                                                This year, the rough edge of the 
                                                shock has 
                                                worn off and I have to 
                                                think about a 
                                                Christmas holiday 
                                                without you. 
                                                What will I 
                                                do?  How will I survive? 
                                                
                                                  
                                                
                                                
                                                There will be no tree again this 
                                                year. 
                                                No special gifts to 
                                                shop for. 
                                                No holiday meal 
                                                to cook, none of your 
                                                favorite 
                                                treats and no anticipation for 
                                                family visits.  No sort of 
                                                celebration. 
                                                I'm not ready 
                                                yet. And only time 
                                                will tell if I ever will be. 
                                                
                                                  
                                                
                                                
                                                Without you wanting to "shake" 
                                                each Christmas package under the 
                                                tree, there is no joy 
                                                that remains. I miss you, 
                                                Loria. 
                                                
                                                  
                                                
                                                
                                                I think about past holidays, 
                                                family gatherings 
                                                and the 
                                                celebration atmosphere.  You always 
                                                wanted to play Santa and be the "gift giver". 
                                                I 
                                                can close my eyes and see you 
                                                crawling 
                                                up under the tree to 
                                                bring out another 
                                                gift and getting that twinkle in your eye 
                                                when the gift tag read "Loria". 
                                                
                                                  
                                                
                                                
                                                You were always the "kid" that 
                                                put the joy in Christmas 
                                                gift-giving.  Being unable 
                                                to see your face light up with 
                                                surprise when opening that special gift, takes away my joy. 
                                                
                                                  
                                                
                                                
                                                You weren't always the 
                                                affectionate one, 
                                                but I easily 
                                                remember your special 
                                                Christmas 
                                                hugs of appreciation. 
                                                Loria, I miss your hugs. 
                                                
                                                  
                                                
                                                
                                                Yes, I remain here on earth to 
                                                live and breathe. 
                                                But it 
                                                remains difficult for me to live without 
                                                you.  I have to 
                                                remind myself each day 
                                                that I 
                                                have a husband and 
                                                surviving 
                                                daughter that need me here. 
                                                
                                                  
                                                
                                                
                                                But I do look forward to the day 
                                                when we 
                                                will be reunited.  And each Christmas day 
                                                that passes brings me one year closer 
                                                to 
                                                that glorious reunion.  Will 
                                                you welcome me 
                                                to heaven with 
                                                one of those special "hugs" 
                                                that 
                                                you gave so sparingly here on earth? 
                                                
                                                  
                                                
                                                
                                                I believe that one day I will be 
                                                ready to 
                                                recognize the holiday 
                                                season once again. 
                                                I will 
                                                celebrate the season to 
                                                celebrate you. 
                                                I will find 
                                                that special way to honor you 
                                                and your memory and it will have 
                                                more 
                                                meaning than I could ever 
                                                imagine in this 
                                                leftover 
                                                lifetime here without you. 
                                                
                                                  
                                                
                                                
                                                But until then, please forgive 
                                                me for my inability 
                                                to celebrate 
                                                any reason for the holiday 
                                                season. 
                                                I will be here 
                                                Loria, missing you. :-( 
                                                
                                                  
                                                
                                                  
                                                  
                                              
                                              
                                                
                                                  
                                                
                                                 Susie, 
                                                thank you for the ornament. 
                                                Susie's son, Jason is Loria's 
                                                friend in heaven. 
                                                You may visit Jason's memorial 
                                                site
                                                here. 
                                                
                                                  
                                                
                                                 
                                                  
                                                
                                                 
                                                  
                                                  
                                                
                                                
                                                  
                                                
                                                  
                                                
                                                  
                                                
                                                
                                                  
                                                  
                                                
                                                        
                                                
                                                        
                                                
                                                
                                                   
                                                
                                                
                                                  
                                                  
                                                
                                                  
                                                
                                                
                                                  
                                                
                                                 
                                                
                                                  
                                                
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