It's a cold December morning. Houses are decorated and so is our Christmas tree and I'm thankful for all my blessings and especially thankful for my family and all that I have been given. I'm thankful that I am your Grandma and I miss you so much. I know God had a different plan for you and I thankful I will see you again some day. I hear your voice at times so I know you will hear me when I say Merry Christmas Ryan. Thanks for being a great grandson!