that a cemetery wasn't part of our Christmas celebration.
Rich and I went early and lit the candles and turned on the tree lights.
I left a basket of bells for the kiddies.
I told them to choose a bell and jingle it, then they could either take it
with them or hang it on Kristen's tree.
When we first arrived at the cemetery, my dad and Kristen were
already being visited by Christmas geese.
We returned later to see the soft glow of Christmas lights and candles.
As hard as this Christmas season has been,
I am so thankful that the promise of Christmas is everywhere.
Two thousand years ago, a new star appeared in the heavens,
signaling a glorious birth, a new beginning, a radiant hope.
No star ever shone so brightly.
No birth ever changed the world so much.
No simple gathering of parent and child was ever so glorious and so promising.