My Love

Headed to the cemetery this Christmas Eve, December 24, 2012. This makes the eighth year since you passed away my love, but as long as I am able, I shall be there, to light a candle, say my prayer and wish you a Merry Christmas. I know we; me and our children, don't have to be there, but it has become our tradition, and so it is. Merry Christmas Eve, Baby. I am sitting here smiling thinking of all of the years you had SO much work to do. Santa was such a busy guy, especially when he didn't like to read instructions. I still remember the year Santa dropped 110 pounds of weights for Hunter on his foot, and the pain he was in, yet he kept on going... He had a weight bench to put together. I miss you so much, words can not express. Thank you for giving me "our" amazing children, Hunter Smoak and Kristen S Smith. I know you have other amazing children as well. :) I loved you then, now and always... Your wife... Paula Bacon Smoak