Santa Claus

It hit me today as I was reading an article about Santa Claus Land in Indiana, that Tate & Ashton won't be getting a phone call from Santa Claus this year.

Papa Bud was Santa Claus.

At least for me. I'm not sure if my sister used him or not.

Whenever Tate or Ash were having a rough day behavior wise, I could always 'call Santa'.

After a few words of wisdom he would bestow on them, their behavior always perked up.

They never knew it was him. And he enjoyed being Santa.

Another precious memory to take with me.

I miss you Papa. Some days it seems like you have been gone forever, and other times I still cannot believe you are gone at all. One moment hasn't passed that I don't think of you. I carry you with me, always.

My tears fall bitterly, though they land ever so gently.
And I miss you so much.
It seems like forever, since we talked about the weather.
I miss you so much.
In my dreams you still visit me, even if its just briefly.
I miss you so much.
Holidays are here even if I'm in no mood to cheer.
I miss you so much.
No one can take your place, how I'd love to touch your face.
I miss you so much.
Merry Christmas in Heaven Papa, the first of many without ya.
I will forever miss you so much.