No, I’m not going to spoof the iconic poem by Clement Clarke Moore.
Actually, you may count yourself lucky that I remembered this week’s blog post at all.
You see, Christmas is a bittersweet time for me. The last time I saw my elder son was at Christmas. He visited for the holiday. He accompanied us to Christmas Mass. He left before New Year’s Day. And, about three weeks later, he died.
I miss him terribly.
I cannot help but recall the last time I saw him.
So, the Christmas season all the way through January are tough for me.
Regardless, I hope you were able to enjoy the holiday and its attendant festivities. And, if you have the inclination, say a prayer for those who grieve over the holidays.