Day 12- Do you remember?

Dear Grace & Abbey-
Today, I write this post to you... my sweet little girls. Whenever or if ever you read this... I wonder... do you remember?

Do you remember the day I picked you up from daycare and a neighbor to a house with no power? Do you remember turning on a light switch, and nothing happened? Do you remember Mommy picking up her cell phone with a bill in hand and head to the garage so you couldn't hear? Do you remember me calling Daddy in a panic? Do you remember me cooking the beautiful meatloaf on the grill, and the instant mashed on the stove instead of the microwave?

Do you remember me making a plate for Daddy, and meeting him at the movie theatre? Do you remember Daddy complimenting the meat loaf, while I seemed angry at him? Do remember the Smurf movie, and the giggles it gave you?

Do you remember coming home and Mommy and Daddy giving you flashlights to go to your room? Do you remember asking why your closet light wasn't on? Do you remember falling asleep instantly because we intentionally kept you out late?

Do you remember me driving you to school on a day we would normally walk? Do you remember me taking my laptop with us when I usually leave it at home? Do you remember me asking you to not talk about this at school, especially your best friends?

Abbey- do you remember going out to eat for lunch when we normally never do? Do you remember me calling home incessantly to see if the answering machine finally turned on?

Grace- Do you remember me picking you up from school in the car, when normally we would walk? Do you remember running an errand instead of going home? Do you remember me calling someplace on my cell phone over and over? And over?

Do you remember me whipping into the drive way, and asking you both to hurry inside? Do you remember the white ComEd truck in the street? Do you remember when we walked inside and I was relieved that the lights we turned on 30 hours ago were once again, back on?

Do you remember me making whatever it was you wanted to eat for dinner because I was to mentally exhausted to make a family meal?

You don't?

Well... I do.