Solange is home now. She got to finish the semester and now is just looking for where to do her externship. I'm so proud of my baby girl and I know Tony would be too. He's her inspiration she says. She always loved to bake for him. The way he'd light up as he bragged about his baby sister's creations to everyone, the way his face would light up when she made his favorites....I miss cooking for him too.

The little things are what I miss

The little things are what I miss
Bright smile on your face
Watching you go here or there
A gentle warm embrace

Sleeping very peacefully
With covers to your head
Knowing you were safe and sound
All snuggled in your bed

Enjoying all your favorite foods
Then planning what was next
You always had some place to go
Some special new project

listen to you say "what's up"
When answering a call
Heading out to join a friend
To meet or play some ball

Running up or down the stairs
"Hey mom I'll be right back"
Or standing by the counter
To have a little snack

Primping by the bathroom mirror
All ready for your night
Or hearing you outside my door
"Mom I'm home, goodnight"

The sound of your sweet laughter
As you watched a TV show
Or when I asked you something
You said "Mom I don't know"

"I won't be home for dinner
See you later, I love you"
The little things are what I miss
I really had no clue

In loving memory of Joey Sorenson 1/5/82-7/19/03
Lyndie Sorenson
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