I love Christmas, even when I find myself in tears. We miss loved ones.
This one will be strange- both sad and hopeful- because of last December's fire. We're in a camper, building a new home soon, and dealing with fire trauma and paperwork. In many ways, we're still in the fire; yet like Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, we know we have been protected from the fire, and are grateful.
We are glad to be here. Our gifts are one another, and a new beginning. We ponder what was, what might have been, what is...and look forward to the return of Light.