So today sucked. I'll be honest. I wasn't mad, wasn't really even so much *sad* I don't think, but the tears were flowing like a waterfall almost all day. Poor Ryan even took a break from work while I was in town so I could sit in the break room with him and bawl like a baby. I'm so lucky to have him.
I needed something today... I had an idea burning in my brain, and I wanted to do something about it. I've got these precious few tangible memories of our little Angel Babe, and I wanted them somewhere special. Somewhere safe.
So off to Michael's I went, and this is what I came home with:
It took me quite a while to choose what I wanted to purchase... when I went in, I only knew I wanted a shadow box.
I painted the little train car letters...
The time flew by... mind you, this is the first thing I've been able to focus on in well over a week. I was WAY into this project. It's important to me. Even better, I managed to feel hungry for the first time today... paused to make a yummy salad:
(Ryan had chili dogs... pass, thanks!)
The finished product? This... I love it. It's perfect. I'm going to hang it in our bedroom where I can see it every day and think of our sweet Angel Babe keeping a watchful eye on us.
Now... if only I could convince someone, anyone, to clean up the mess I made!