Oh, nothing's ever the same, is it?
So much has changed--Logan and Dana are older, bigger, and getting frighteningly clever at some things. My brother, Ricky, and his wife have had a daughter of their own. She's named for her Great Maw-Maw, and is over a year old, now. Three "grands" as she'd call them--just as her mother called Ricky and me. She'd be so excited, so proud, so happy to spoil them and love them senseless.
Our mother found Alabama's first Christmas album at Walmart the other day. Maw-Maw loved that group--really loved them. I love them, too, but it's hard for me to hear some of the songs. Lots of good memories wrapped up in that music, though, so I play it anyway.
*sigh*
