We had the perfect day. We walked Chrissy Field, had lunch on Chestnut, got a sweet treat at Susie's, and came home for a rest before church. Today was sprinkled with sadness too. Memories of Grandpa making breakfast on Christmas morning. Opening his 123,462,365 tie, even though I don't really remember him wearing ties. Thoughts that he would have been so thrilled by his nine grandchildren, and the hilarity he would have found in the all of you celebrating Christmas as Jesus' birthday (he really was not a religious man).
It is so hard to believe it has only been six months. Devastatingly hard. I am sure I am not alone when I say that grief is hard. I often describe it as brutal. I am mostly sad because he loved you kids so much, and thought that you were the most amazing people! (Probably because we think that too)!
So, before I post pictures. Here is my annual Christmas post/prayer. This is from a speech given by the president of the Mormon church in December 2004
This Christmas, mend a quarrel.
Seek out a forgotten friend.
Dismiss suspicion and replace it with trust.
Write a letter.
Give a soft answer.
Encourage youth.
Manifest your loyalty in word and deed. Keep a promise.
Forgo a grudge.
Forgive an enemy.
Apologize.
Try to understand.
Examine your demands on others.
Think first of someone else.
Be kind.
Be gentle.
Laugh a little more.
Express your gratitude.
Welcome a stranger.
Gladden the heart of a child.
Take pleasure in the beauty and wonder of the earth.
Speak your love and then speak it again.
Xoxoxo
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