Celebrating

We kicked off the Christmas weekend today with time with our Nana. We're so blessed to spend another Christmas with Nana, especially considering that last year she was horribly sick. Nana enjoyed watching the twins open the gifts she'd given them and vise versa. Meredith even serenaded Nana with Hark the Herald Angels Sing. Then tonight we had the "Griffin family Christmas." It was certainly different this year, considering my dad isn't with us and it was in Jamesville instead of Farm Life. A dear friend, who also lost her husband this year, gave my mother a gift to open with the family. We opened it together and it was an ornament and a story about "my first Christmas in Heaven," written from the perspective of my dad and this family friend. Tears were shed. I miss my dad so much. I miss who he was before he was ravaged by Huntington's Disease. I grieve that he never got to enjoy his grandchildren, especially during this special season. I miss how he always made Christmas special. But, it's so comforting to know that he is celebrating WITH the man who was once a baby in the little town of Bethlehem. He is witnessing Christ being worshiped at the great throne in Heaven. He is hearing the angels cry, "holy, holy, holy!" That's a celebration indeed!