I feel so blessed to be here in Fort Collins, Colorado. It has been snowing and producing the iconic "White Christmas". And I know that it is just for me from my Father up above who delights in the joy He brings me. I am pinching myself everyday. I am so glad to be here with my family, in a warm house, with tasty treats, and I'm even OK with the fake tree (though next year it WILL be real--can't wait!).
But this time of year also fills me with a pang of sorrow, an ache in my heart. This is the time of year that I miss most the people I've lost. I am sorry to not have my mother in my life--though her life is such that I can't--she's still my mother. In spite of all her faults I love her and ache for her. She is so lost, and I am so sorry for her and the pain that her life brings her.
A greater loss, I miss Gage deeply. I hope that he is well, and healthy, and happy. I pray that God will shield my memories of him and keep them firmly planted in my heart. I know that God has Gage in His strong and loving hands.
Still I feel blessed...
