Sorry for posting some of these twice . . . I keep redoing them!! This one, especially, had to be just right. Thanks for looking.


Journaling:
Not all holidays bring happy memories. In 1963, my brother Howard was two years old and dying of retinoblastoma, a cancer of the eye. My mother, stretched to her limit, her heart breaking and her abusive husband offering no comfort, was unable to face the November Christmas party held by hospital staff for a baby who wouldn’t live to see the holidays. I have spent a lot of time over the years studying these blurry photos. Look at how tenderly this brother, whom I barely knew and wasn’t allowed to grieve, is held by his caregivers as they shower him with gifts he’ll never play with. In 2005, I emailed the administration at Millard Fillmore Hospital in Buffalo, hoping to locate and thank some of the people who loved my baby brother so much. They told me they didn’t keep employee records from that time. My recent Google search turned up nothing helpful. So, whoever and wherever you may be, you have my gratitude for your act of loving kindness so many years and miles ago at Christmas.
Katie Pertiet
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