Joy in the Midst of Sadness

Each day a bit more of my sister’s life ebbs away as she moves toward her last day. This profound reality is very much with me through this season. No one is coming to see us. Our home is quiet, and our needs are simple: good food, rest, love of family. I am feeling quietly grateful for my sister’s generous life.

Neither my husband nor I can think of a gift we really want. Except a puppy.

A few days after Christmas, we will drive to Missouri to pick up the new addition to our family. His name is Colt, a brand new Bichon Frise. New energy will come into our home. New life. New love. Joy in the midst of sadness.

I don’t know what form it will take for you, but may this season bring you joy.