As the year draws closer to an end, we all reflect on the wonders and sorrows that we have experienced. Some families have lost a loved one and others, many more. One neighbor may have lost a parent and some parents have lost a child.
My family lost a brother one year and a sister the next, on the same month almost to the hour. We lost our brother and sister and my parents lost two children. We’re not special, it happens to other families in bigger numbers and more frequently each year. Whether it’s one parent or both, one child or more, the devastation is complete and always the same.
When all hope seems lost, especially around this time of year when we ask why and we all grieve our lost loves, something special always happens. A tiny hand to hold or a little coo from a newborn baby seems to be the cure, at least for those more desperate moments when we are hurting the most. It seems that an instant healing in our hearts, minds and souls takes place when we hold a newborn or see that little boy or girl peek at us from around the corner, then smile and run away giggling.
As delicate as we really are deep inside, we try all year to be strong and strive to understand through our different faiths why these things happen and constantly ask for strength from whatever higher being we believe in. I believe that our answers come everyday in the form of brand new babies in each family. No matter our sorrow, no matter our doubt, the face of a sweet child in our lives seems to comfort and lighten our darkest hours.
This Christmas, and every Christmas to come, always remember those that we have lost, and those very special moments that we shared. Then, look down upon your family’s future smiling up at you. Grab them and squeeze them - and live. What an extraordinary gift!
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Holidays Definitely A Time For Reflection
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