It’s Christmas time and as wonderful as that is, it’s hard not to be reminded at this time of the year of the people we lost. There’s just something about Christmas that makes you miss them a little more. We are experiencing that in our lives. We see it in the lives of others.
After my father died, my mother and I heard of countless stories, many from people we had never met. They would tell us about something my dad had done for them or an act of kindness that he volunteered. It was like we got to know him all over again.
My wife Steph and I both lost our fathers in 2007. We decided we would take our four kids to Florida this Christmas. This year, in the most powerful ways, we were reminded of the importance of family.
Our fourth child Nicholas Stewart arrived in March. Stewart was my grandmother’s maiden name. She raised my dad after his dad died so we were very proud to give Nicholas that name.
Nick’s arrival in March was a great blessing. It sort of personified the whole idea of the circle of life for us. You say goodbye reluctantly and you welcome joyfully.
This Christmas, I think we have a little more perspective on what matters most in life…family. It doesn’t diminish your passions in life to put your family at the top of your priorities.
Nick and our other three children reminded us of that profound truth in countless ways. So, in their own way, did two absent friends.