Written December 23, 2009
This season both Joe and I have been met with obstacles, this is one of our most favorite holidays. In years past you would know Joe or I to be out shopping, anxiously awaiting the look of each others faces as we crack open that gift we put so much thought into.
But our lives have been a roller coaster this year; there have been so many ups and downs it seems as though we have constant butterflies in our stomachs. We would love to believe through everything we have maintained a sense of ourselves, and who we once were. However, the ever-resonating truth stands out we are missing part of who we should be.
We have jumped hurdles to get into the holiday spirit, but what the hell it just is not happening…
Today I found a quote, which I just love. The words speak, volumes to me. As you see our weary eyes this holiday season know we asked to borrow time from an Angel, one that was never expected to live outside the womb. We received a gift this year that will stand the test of time. Our poor memory skills will be tested over the years, but on Christmas day we will remember a few short months ago we held an Angel in our arms. His biography included us, that is just one of our greatest gifts.
“We cannot, after all, judge a biography by its length, by the number of pages in it; we must judge by the richness of the contents…Sometimes the ‘unfinisheds’ are among the most beautiful symphonies.”
— Viktor E. Frankl (The Doctor and the Soul)