Christmas Mo(u)rning
Dearest friends, especially those whose Christmas joy is colored by grief, I'm writing this morning as I wait for the rest of the family to wake up to see what Santa brought. And I'm missing my Dad. I know that many of you are also feeling loss this morning. Some of it is very fresh, and some of you have lived with this for years. I want you to know that you are held in love this morning. I want you to know that I see you and I honor however you choose to engage in this day or not. And I want to share a few messages that I found very true for me. This from HavenTree . And we can’t forget you! Oh, my friend. We see you over there, with the tissues in your pocket, trying to get through the next few days without drowning in the hole left by the person who isn’t there anymore. We see you being brave and broken and missing them. It’s okay to mourn instead of celebrate. They’re gone, and it hurts, a...