Ah, Christmas, how will we ever get through Christmas? How many times have I thought that since Zach’s funeral on May 5th 2007? In fact, I couldn’t even think “Christmas w/o tearing up for months now. The first drive through our little town of Freeport after the town was “lit up” brought a long silent cry I managed to hide from others in the car with me.
Christmas is family! How many times have you heard or said that. Of course, Jesus is the Reason for the Season. I know that and you probably do too. Yet we have always turned inward, gifting each other, really concentrating on each other and having fun together. Our very best memories center around Christmas.
So, I’m no dummy. I knew I could not “do” Christmas as we have done in the past – not now, not without Zach; knowing he would never come in the front door again. How he loved to buy presents for us! How much fun he brought into the house. With him we are a ton of fun! Without him we just don’t laugh so much.
San Francisco! We’ll go to Lex and Seth's in San Francisco. Take a vacation, a vacation from Christmas at least as we’ve always known it.
Stop! Stop being deceived by the lie! The lie that says something horrible has happened to one of us. Zach is screaming from heaven at us – Hey, guys, I’M WITH JESUS! Everything you’ve ever told me about Eternal Life is mine now. Remember how my allergies always bothered me – “No allergies here, Mom.”
Monday, December 10, 2007
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