God rest you merry Gentlemen,
Let nothing you dismay;
Remember Christ our Saviour,
Was born on Christmas-day;
To save our souls from Satan's power,
Which long time had gone astray:
This brings Tidings of Comfort and Joy.
The Christmas season stirs up reminders of our blessings and reminders of our losses. I, too am grateful for the strength of Jackie. Sometimes seeming superhuman, in the pinch. God seems to have given her the right adrenaline for the real struggle times we go through. When Dad passed away, she sensed that I couldn't cry and that it was still unreal to me. When she drove me home she played, Yolanda Adams "This too shall pass". I cried like a baby. She was able to take the little sister role and comfort me in both of our weekest moments together. That is a basketball move that I will never forget. I was expecting and in the weakest condition and she stabbed me in just the right place for the cry to come out in the right way and place. It was as though she said you know you are not going to be able to really weep when you go in the house, better do it here. We cried until the cry couldn't come out any more and then we went on to the next moments of life.
I am glad for the comforts and joys of the memories of riding around on this planet for a while with dear people. There always seems some sort of damper on the joys and some sort of comforts in the griefs, these are the gifts of God to us. The hugs and the kisses of today are all that we really own.
Love to you!