Thursday, January 07, 2010
Christmas is difficult for the bereaved. I feel like I drew a deep breath, then plunged underwater till it was over. The underwater part is: "don't think, don't feel, just do". That's what I did. I got through it and was glad when it was over.
But looking back on my pictures this morning, I realized that this was my special moment in all of it. A few days before Christmas we had Christmas dinner at our house. After dinner, Isabel read The Polar Express to all of us.
Her approving audience.
All feet pointing center!
I love the imagery in the Polar Express and my grandchildren seem to understand most of the symbols.
Faith is the silver bell and when we lose it, God helps us to find it again.
An Angel in a Santa hat.