Ghosts of Christmas Past

Yesterday, while putting up our Christmas tree, I kept finding little things our boys had made through the years. This is the third Christmas since our oldest son who, at age 41, decided that being trans and identifying as a woman would resolve his mental health issues.

Along with that came our shunning. Even his younger brother, who always called and talked things over, isn’t able to anymore. The Ghost of Christmas Past almost overcame me. I have to work hard to reframe those memories and be grateful we actually had those joyful times. We had no risk issues in our home life but over the last 10 years it had become very obvious that our oldest son was struggling mentally and physically.

So now we deal with Christmas Present and pray for a more hopeful Christmas Future!

“The true light that gives light to everyone was coming into the world.” John 1:9

MERRY CHRISTMAS!