Through Her Death I Learned to Live

Through Her Death I Learned to Live

It was Christmas Day 2011. A day that my life changed. Forever. It started out as any ordinary Christmas Day. The only difference was I wasn’t bringing anything to the Christmas family dinner that day. By request. My son and I were getting over the stomach flu and really….no one wanted to eat anything we had to offer. I had to chuckle to myself. Great timing on my part! We piled our 2 boys (ages 5 & 7) into the car and drove the 20 minutes to my mother-in-law’s house. Just like any other Christmas. Our kids were bubbling with excitement over the gift exchange. I secretly wondered what my stomach could handle after my stomach could handle after the flu I was getting over. I didn’t know: Would it be just mashed potatoes for Christmas dinner? But I was focused on us. My family. Our wants and our needs. I was excited to see family, but it was only in retrospect that I would realize how self-focused I was that day. The Walk Through the Door that Changed My Life We were giddy with excitement as we walked up the sidewalk to my mother-in-law’s house that day. Snow covered the frigid ground. Christmas is so much fun when you have kids! We rang the doorbell. A family member let us in. Still, I was focused on my world. Then I saw it. I saw her. I hadn’t seen my mother-in-law, Linda, since Thanksgiving and there was nothing on that day that prepared me for what I saw on Christmas Day 2011. It wasn’t so much what she was...