Dear Sonzee,
I am sorry it has taken me a bit to write you another letter. I can't really say that it is because I didn't have the time, it isn't the actual time, it is more that for some reason it was just too difficult to find the time from the emotional standpoint. I find sometimes that my avoidance behaviors tend to win out more often than not, so again, I apologize.
This week is fall break and we are up at Bear Pines. I know you know because a few minutes after walking outside I am greeted with what I have come to know and appreciate as one of your signature "Sonzee breezes". It was one of those things I initially chalked up to nothing and then over time, I leaned into the craziness. It seems fitting that our nonverbal communication has extended beyond your little lifetime. and for the most part, there is a huge comfort knowing you are around me, but it can also randomly make the tears just pour out.
Bear Pines is almost all finished being painted. We really channeled our inner Sonzee with the color, I was worried about it coming together, but it really is perfect. The weather is getting cooler and I personally am really excited. I found a company online that provides outside ice rinks, and you know how aba and Tzviki have always wanted a rink in our yard, well, this winter I am hoping it becomes a reality. I also strung some porch lights, I think that is the term. Aba has been nagging me to get rope lights, and so I did, and they look awesome! As a gift to all who trip on stairs, I also bought myself the gift of motion lights for the stairs on the front porch. I have been having a blast integrating everything with Alexa, I can even have it unlock the front door.
Laeya has been trying to get the squirrels to come from Mr. Vince's house to ours, but it has been hard to compete with his array of nut bins. She was finally successful this time. Noam went outside and scared tiny tail away, but there will be a red picnic table arriving this weekend so we will be upping our game. The squirrels have been jumping from Mr. Vince's trees onto our roof then into the trees to get to the front of our house, it is so neat to watch them. This morning, one made a pit stop onto the porch while I was sitting there writing this letter. I think Noam might have played a role in that little chase, he made it successfully into the tree when he realized I was on the couch.
I guess it's time for me to remind you that we miss and love you!
Until next time.
Love always,
Ema
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