Strange Christmas

This was our first Christmas without dad. It was really strange. I mean that nothing seemed the same and I guess it never will. I really miss him. Mom has had a rough time too. The other day we went to the cemetery to visited the grave site. It was probably the most difficult time we've had as a family since he died in January.

Mom has kept herself busy. She has done so well. I think that is probably because of her service to others. She, even in the midst of her grief, bakes cakes, delivers goods, and visits the nursing homes. She is continually ministering to others.

I know that life goes on and that it will get better over time. I know that my dad's memory goes on and on through us. It has just been so strange without him.