"Sometimes Christmas makes me cry..."

That's the title of a song I've been hearing over and over again on the radio. The words ring so true...I have to keep telling myself that this year the heavenly choir has one more angel, and she's ours. I can see in my mind's eye, Lisa, hands raised and a smile on her face, praising and worshiping the One who created us all...it's a comforting yet hurtful image all the same. Some days are unbearable, others I rejoice and am jealous she got there first. I went out to Jeff's last night to return a suitcase...the tree was up and decorated, and four stockings hung from the fireplace. I knew without looking that one was probably empty...that stung. Life goes on, I know that, it just seems so unfair!! They were trying to pack for the family trip to Florida, little enthusiasm was there. I pray they can relax, rest, and find some peace. I lingered, maybe longer then I should have, maybe not long enough, I really don't know. I had no words, my heart was aching and I just needed to "be there" for awhile. With a hug and the best smile I could muster, I wished them a Merry Christmas and came home..."sometimes Christmas makes me cry..."