A Different Kind of Christmas

My Friends, it was a different kind of Christmas for me. 

I did what I always said I'd never do again, 

participate in the hustle and bustle of the season.

I had decided when moving to Nashville that

this was my season of joy, peace and rest. 

Well, circumstances change and life happens. 

Working outside of the home was a necessary change.

So, it was rush here, rush there, plan this, attend that, 

cook, clean, host and now I am totally exhausted. 

I loved on my family and sat and enjoyed their joy, 

but my joy was dampened by a cloud of sorrow.

Some of our best friends back home lost their 2 month old grand baby.

A precious couple from our career class, lost their baby.

I don't mean to dampen your holiday spirit,

but I would like for you to read her blog, 

and write an encouraging note to Mary Michael and Kyle.

The blog is called,

Brayers Prayers

The above is the post about their Christmas without Brayer.

If you read from the beginning, you will feel their heartbeat.

I would encourage you first to read the following,

Let Me Know If You Need Anything

Mary Michael gives first hand advice about what to 

say and what not to say to someone in their time of grief.

I went home this weekend and saw our friends,

the paternal grandparents of Brayer. 

I wasn't able to see Mary Michael and Kyle who 

live elsewhere.

Kyle was like my little boy growing up.

He has my son's build and every Sunday I'd go up 

to him and say, "Let me hug you.  You hug just like my boy."

When he and Mary Michael started dating, she became my girl.

I never got to hold Brayer.

I never got to see him smile or feel his fist around my finger.

I never got to snuggle with this precious angel, but 

there are so many more "nevers" for mommy and daddy.

I hope you'll support them with your on-going prayers, 

follow her blog, encourage her, but listen and pray more than anything.