Dear Mimi,
The last few days have been very long, very draining, full of excitement. I realize, looking back at Wedding Weekend, that I did not miss you as much as I anticipated. All the hats I wore - wedding planner, designer, executer, Master and Commander of Wedding Awesomeness, bridesmaid - kept me busy.
But now, in the aftermath, surrounded by wedding debris and with nothing for my busy little hands to do...I miss you more.
Love,
A
4.24.2011
4.23.2011
The Little One
Dear Mimi,
The Little One is married. It is official. When asked who gave The Little One away, Dad responded, 'Her mother and I do.'
That man knows how to bring down the house.
Love,
A
The Little One is married. It is official. When asked who gave The Little One away, Dad responded, 'Her mother and I do.'
That man knows how to bring down the house.
Love,
A
4.20.2011
Stubborn
Dear Mimi,
I just inhaled some of my own spit and had a coughing fit. It reminded me of the time the same thing happened once at your kitchen table. I was pregnant, and suffering from morning sickness. All of the coughing was making me feel quite ill, and I was trying to stop the cough without vomiting. You kept insisting that I put my arms up over my head to clear my air pipe. I insisted that if I did that, I would end up returning my breakfast to the plate in front of me. My hands were clamped tight to my mouth, and I shook my head at you every time you said it. Afterwards, you laughed at how ridiculous I had been - how foolish of me to not do the one thing that would help me stop coughing. You told me stories about how stubborn Dad was, how stubborn I was. It didn't matter how many times I told you I would have thrown up. I was so pissed off at you because YOU were being stubborn.
Remembering now, I am laughing. How stubborn we all were. What effort we both wasted not listening to each other that day.
Love,
A
I just inhaled some of my own spit and had a coughing fit. It reminded me of the time the same thing happened once at your kitchen table. I was pregnant, and suffering from morning sickness. All of the coughing was making me feel quite ill, and I was trying to stop the cough without vomiting. You kept insisting that I put my arms up over my head to clear my air pipe. I insisted that if I did that, I would end up returning my breakfast to the plate in front of me. My hands were clamped tight to my mouth, and I shook my head at you every time you said it. Afterwards, you laughed at how ridiculous I had been - how foolish of me to not do the one thing that would help me stop coughing. You told me stories about how stubborn Dad was, how stubborn I was. It didn't matter how many times I told you I would have thrown up. I was so pissed off at you because YOU were being stubborn.
Remembering now, I am laughing. How stubborn we all were. What effort we both wasted not listening to each other that day.
Love,
A
4.19.2011
Tinkly Earrings
Dear Mimi,
Today, I received many compliments on your earrings - the bronzed pair with the star and the dangly fishes.
I love the way they tinkle when I move my head, and I wonder if you ever sat at your desk, waggling your head just to hear them tinkle. I'd like to think you did.
Love,
A
Today, I received many compliments on your earrings - the bronzed pair with the star and the dangly fishes.
I love the way they tinkle when I move my head, and I wonder if you ever sat at your desk, waggling your head just to hear them tinkle. I'd like to think you did.
Love,
A
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