24 years

Today is the day, 24 years ago, that we lost my Mom...and the day, 30 years ago, that we lost my Dad's brother. I normally go through this day with baited breath, hoping our family will make it through unscathed. December 22nd has been a day of worries, and sad memories, and loss.

This December 22nd, though, one less person is sad...and that makes me smile a little bit. Today instead of calling me, and calling my sisters, and remembering, and mourning his wife and brother, my Dad is hopefully with them! His cycle of sadness on December 22nd is over, and that is a nice thing.

Today, my burden of remembrance was made a little lighter too...how can it not be when the first thing my 10 year old said to me was, "We need to have fun today! It doesn't matter what we do, as long as you have fun, Mom." When I asked her why, she said, "Last night, I overheard Aunt Julie telling Uncle Tyler that today was the day your Mom died. So I want you to have a good day." I am acutely aware that my little sweethearts are my family now...and how can there not be joy in that, even on December 22nd?


JD and Bonnie Kenewell said...

What amazing people you're raising there in that Lucken house!!:-)

Jennifer said...

Oh my...I am balling my eyes out. Bless me heart! Emma is such a sweet girl! And you're a great mom.

Jen Gagan

Ellyn said...

What an amazing comment from your little Emma.