As I sit pondering last Christmas and how I loved being with my children on Christmas morning… seeing their eyes light
up as they pulled things out of their stockings. Watching as one daughter lined things up in an organized manner while the other simply relished in the moment, I thank God for this Christmas. Even though I’m 6,000 miles away from my sweet daughters, I feel blessed. This year I don’t have to tell my daughters good-bye as they leave to enjoy their time with their dad. They don’t have to leave me or my house on Christmas Day. And while that is a bit sad, it is also somehow comforting and indeed a blessing.