I have spent the past 24 hours calling family members out of state, wishing all a Merry Christmas. With pretty much every call, I was left more anxious than before the call. Let's see, I called an uncle recently widowed, grieving & depressed; a cousin my age, who also lost his wife 18 months ago & depressed due to his loss & his son, a marine, who is in Iraq & "not handling the war well"; another cousin, spending Christmas Eve in the hospital because of high blood pressure, a heart operating at 25% capacity & bronchitis. I learned that one of my sisters is having a knee replacement early next year & her husband is having back surgery middle of next month!
These calls have reinforced the fact that everyday is a gift. No matter where I am, I know that there are always worse places to be. So, I've lit a candle & am heading out to church services. I'll put my family in prayer because that's what I can do. And I'll stay in touch, often, with everyone. In the end, family love & memories is what it's all about.
Merry Christmas, everyone.
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