There was a time when breakfast in bed meant the start of the week.
Today I am reminded of those early years when my family was working its way back into a place of wholeness. A time when we were learning to live, love and communicate through more than just our words. Mondays always makes me think of Sami, it was her day.
Though my little girl is no longer little anymore and has been out of the house for over a year, I still think about her when Mondays role around.
To my Samalamadingdong, I am proud to call you mama and your number one fan. Keep up the great work, you are making a difference in so many little peeps.
Love you to the sky and back.