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Another year has come and gone
December 21, 2009 - Cheryl Clarke
And here we are again, older and hopefully a bit wiser than at the start of 2010. A new decade is upon us as well. Reflection seems to come more often as we age, at least to me. What have I done this year that made a difference for anyone other than myself or my immediate family? That is a tough question to ponder, because it seems that I may never know the answer. I might answer by saying that every article I write makes a difference in one way or another to someone. It may be good or not, it is hard for me to know. I can only hope that when I write about some cause or other that it helps those in need. When I write about some meeting or other I have attended, I can only do my personal best to make sure it is accurate and not biased. The only problem is, everyone is biased to some degree or other. If we are human, we are influenced by our experiences, what we have been taught by others and how we were raised. This is a fact of life, we are human, and thus-we are human. I can think of no other way to say it. This year, I said goodbye to my beloved mother, who died at the end of 2008, just after Christmas, and I said hello to my first grandchild, Julia Anne, born in February, on a bleak mid winter night. She has brought a light of joy to my world that had been taken away when mom took her last breath. Even writing this now, I am crying, as the pain of losing her returns to my mind. But on Christmas Day, when I am watching my little Julia tear into her very first Christmas, I will smile and I will laugh, and I will not cry like I did last Christmas, as my mother lay dying.
I have a feeling this year I may say goodbye to my remaining parent. My dad is in a local assisted living facility. He is not doing as well as he was just a few months ago. I know he will go eventually, and I have to prepare myself to handle another funeral and be ready to say goodbye to him, too. My mother told me about a month before she went that she was going to spend Christmas with Jesus this year, and I know she is rejoicing in Heaven with Him now. She said Dad would want to come then, but he would have to wait a little while, and then he could come too. I hope he makes it through the holidays. I don't think I can bear having yet another sad Christmas this year. Blessings to all of you who have lost someone near and dear to you. Just try to picture them as being in another room, and think about when you will see them again one day. That's what a wise woman told me last year when I was grieving so hard for my mother, and it truly helped. I hope it helps you too.
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