It rained all day. Your sister explored this area of her property.
Tonight is Christmas Eve, and it has been twelve years since your sudden passing. I don't think it ever gets any easier not to have you on Earth. I think I just become more resigned to it. I am also mindful of the terrible challenges your brothers and sister have had this year, and it's more constructive if I am positive and move forward with them, rather than pining for you at this time of year.
As I mentioned to you Daniel, in an earlier posting, this has been one unusual year. Much of the world is locked down due to a viral infection which has caused the deaths of those who have certain additional medical disorders and those who are elderly. This lockdown which has been cyclic since about March has separated families, ended jobs, closed restaurants, many permanently, and caused a financial collapse in a good deal of the world. People aren't allowed to go out without masks on their faces. Yes, we have to wear masks on our faces to bank too, although we usually just go through the drive through. Please know that we are doing all that is reasonable, and that all of us are well.
I am writing this note in lieu of the one in your Christmas stocking, although there is a little remembrance in the stocking for you. Please know that I miss you and Papa Lawrence very much. Thank you for watching us whenever you can, which I know you do, in tandem with God. Please know I remember my conversations with both of you as if they were yesterday. Sending love this Christmas which is wider than the oceans and deeper than Earth's seas, yes even the Mariana trench.
