Here we are at another Christmas. Always a bitter sweet time for me to remember and cherish you and to think of the void that is here with you out of reach. To night on Christmas Eve we traditionally spend the evening with Reachel and her family. It is a wonderful time to celebrate family. It is also a treat to see Reachel's still young family delight in the many surprises and treats of the holiday season. A few have been added to the fold since you went off to heaven and I'm certain you would cherish these dear new souls as much as I do. Reachel is doing a great job bringing up children that you would be proud to call your grandchildren. Our kids are nearly grown, Aidan looking at offers and acceptances from colleges and Brynn a few years behind working her way through the first year of high school. Both are taller than me, making me the shortest person in the family. How long you have been gone but how fresh the memory of your passing. I will never forget you and the gifts you've given me. I try to walk them in my life each day to honor them and express appreciation for them. On a smaller note but important for me symbolically, I took out a gift you gave me many years back... a fishing knife and I carved the ham for the families present and thought of you being here with us.
Much love
Rob
