The Simple Things I Miss

I love how Nalah is playing footsie with the paper here. She was always exploring the world, somehow. Often with her feet. Also, Nalah would focus on whatever we were reading and seemed to enjoy the visual stimulation. We had no doubt that her eyesight was good. She startled at a young age to changes in light, and would track us with her eyes and show awareness of her surroundings. As she grew older she enjoyed her Tropical Mobile (went through about four of them, as toys would 'seize up' after about six months of constant motion) and dozen balloons tied to her crib. We both look tired here, and given how little sleep we often had that was sometimes our normal. Still, I do not regret a second and I miss these simple things....doing any daily activity with Nalah was a blessing. I miss having her physically near my heart. Nalah is a little over a year old in these photos.

Nalah, my Teacher.

Nalah, I had another talk with Opa today about you in his ICU room. We talked of how I learned to open my heart and mind to spirituality, because of my journey with you. Opa remarked "Maybe Nalah was sent here to teach all of us". We spoke of how you are such a blessing, and have taught me so many incredible life lessons. I reassured Dad again of how both you, and he, are not burdens to us, as that is one of his big fears. My Dad loves you so much sweetheart. We also talked of feeling you near, and Opa remarked "I think you feel her presence most of all". I suggested to Opa that if he was open to it, he could likely feel you near too. Opa said he does feel you near. I know you are watching over your family and loving us from where you are. I can assure you that our love for you reaches wherever in the Universe you are too (whether it is Heaven, or you are on a field trip of some sort). Karis keeps reporting about parts of the world you have visited, and telling us details about places we have never been. Karis is calling me, she has me 'skipping rope' with her this morning.