Christmastime

It is six years since Joe died in November of 2017. Usually I experience a vague, unhappy restlessness around this time.

This is the first year during the holidays I can honestly say, “I feel normal.”

I know better than to assume I’ll feel fine every holiday season from here on out—grief comes in waves. It may hit me hard next year.

But for now, I am grateful for a tranquil heart.

I am reminded that among my friends, family, neighbors, and anyone familiar with our story, no one has ever shown impatience with me to move on from grieving. Some may think it, but I haven't noticed evidence of it. What a wonderful gift that has been.

Happy Christmas to you all.

And the Word became flesh, and dwelt among us... John 1:14