Christmas

Greetings gentle readers. This time of year is bittersweet to me as my son, Ian, passed away on December 3rd, 2015. He absolutely loved the holidays and the night before Christmas he would be so excited that he had trouble going to sleep. Ian would be up at the crack of dawn ready to open presents. He did not care what was in the packages, he just wanted to rip them open. We took photos of him buried in wrapping papers and bows with a grin from ear to ear.

Ian was looking forward to Christmas when he passed and had already started wearing his Santa hat. Unfortunately he did not live to see Christmas that year. By the same token, he was able to celebrate with the Lord in heaven. I'm sure he had a wonderful Christmas, but those of us who loved ans appreciated him could only grieve. Ian is no longer ill, no therapy session, no medicines and no hospital stays. So, a bittersweet time of the year for me. Tears and smiles.