It's disheartening to start off your Monday morning with the news that someone you knew and really liked died unexpectedly, but that's how my Monday started. My oh-so-observant daughters noticed that I was not too cheerful that morning, so I told them simply that I was sad because someone that we knew in Oregon had died on Christmas Eve, and I knew how sad his family must be. They agreed instantly that that was really sad, but just as quickly asked, "Did he love God?" I answered, "Yes, he did", and their faces lit up with smiles.
Jaela: "Oh, Mommy! That is the best Christmas present EVER!"
And Macey finished the thought: "To get to die on Christmas Eve and see Jesus for Christmas!"
There was a short pause while we all thought about it for a minute, with smiles on our faces, and then:
Macey: "Mommy, I think I'd like to die on Christmas morning, but I'd like to wait until I'm grown up first...because I really like the things I get in my stocking!"
