Emotionally, i made it through another christmas ... barely. Though i think of SADDI every moment of every day, the holidays are always difficult. After my families betrayal and before Devon, it was just SADDI and i. i always remember that one chilly christmas morning when SADDI and i walked the 3 miles to the post office and back through downtown. The city was so quiet, more so than usual in Portland. SADDI wearing her scarf and having the freedom to walk just about anywhere for as long as she wanted. SADDI loved to explore. And sniff every few steps. By the time we finished our walk, SADDI was ready to be wrapped in a blanket, cuddled with her rici, for a long winters nap. When we awoke, i fixed SADDI a special warm dinner, while i had an egg sandwich. After dinner, we sat on the sofa together watching It's A Wonderful Life. These memories, simple to some, are what hold my broken heart together.
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