The dark shadows in our lives do not go away just because it is Christmas.
The last Christmas my husband and I spent together was overshadowed by the news we just received a couple weeks earlier that the cancer was back. He was to start chemotherapy right after we rang in the New Year.
He was already in a lot of physical discomfort from the fast-growing tumors in his groin area.
Remembering my recent dream where he abandoned me to spend all his time in a workshop on a green, grassy knoll – I was preparing myself for the worst.
But all of us – to the best of our ability – put our fears on a shelf – and threw ourselves into having the merriest Christmas ever.
And now I am so grateful that we did it that way – it was the last opportunity we had to celebrate Christmas together.
It was not easy – and we didn’t do it perfectly. A lot of conscious effort had to be made – again and again. But we had a good Christmas. We made some good memories. And we took lots of pictures.
