No, guys, this Christmas will be one to remember; to cherish. For this Christmas the pain of love was made evident in your hearts. It will make each Christmas more special. My FIL and hunting partner passed on 12-23-93. Each Christmas I remember him in vivid detail; all the good deer hunts, rabbit hunts, the pheasant, squirrel and pat hunts, the talk, the beers, the secrets passed to male heads of households. All of it. Made more special by the time of the year.
I lost my dad in the month of my marriage, October 26, 1999; a special month because I became one with the love of my life in that month 33 years before. The month of my greatest blessing became the month of my greatest loss. Everything that I am, in some way is connected to that man. Yet October remains a celebration of life that continues and memories that never pass away.
Remember them well, lads. For in their passing, you have had a piece of your heart chipped away. But in their living, you were made larger in whole.
