The Missing Paragraph

Georgia would have been 3 years old this year. I imagine that I would have had her registered in Kindermusik and she would probably have danced on Tuesday mornings with her friend Ruby. She would have started preschool this past September. I would have had so much fun doing up her thick hair every day. I imagine that she would have loved singing Christmas Carols and listening to Calla sing in the choir. I can imagine her giggling with Maya as they played games in the morning and tried to decide what to wear every day. She would have started skating lessons this year. I am sure that Calla and Maya would have taken her by the hand. She would have been a big sister to Aria. I picture her trying to teach Aria the words to songs and playing dolls with her.

As Chrismas approaches I feel her absence more than ever. I wish I were buying her presents and going to her preschool concert. I wish that I could see her dance, and smile and play. I wish that I could hear her sing...