Hey PaPi,
Year #2 was incredibly difficult without you at Thanksgiving. I felt as if you were here in spirit but even so, it was still not near the same and I'm quite positive it never will be. I made all of your favorites and you would have been proud of the way that I have mastered making your and nanny's recipes. I will do my best to continue to keep the family together at holidays, until the day that you come get me to take me home with you. I love you PaPi and I thank you for visiting me in my dreams. <3 My heart is still broken, for it will always be so i believe. I try to keep it to myself how much the little things tear me apart. Such as, the other day I was in your closet (when attempting to make an ornament for you on the tree) and found your toboggin. It still smelled of you and I hugged it and lost myself for a moment. Wow I just miss you so much. I do now know how a broken heart feels. Only I don't think time will ever heal this one. I love you Charles Waco Maxwell and thank you for always being such a great father to this "little blonde-headed girl that ran around your house". Oh, and for Halloween, Pacey picked a Navy Seal costume out of all just because he said he wanted to be a soldier just as his papa was. <3 Love you my PaPi and miss you ENORMOUSLY. Papa Brady was taken home as well on the 14th. I hope ya'll two are enjoying yourself and if you will, tell him that I love him as well. PaPi, what I wouldn't give to kiss your forehead just ONE MORE TIME. Love you forever and always! <3