I know a lot of people have busy Christmases - rushing here and there, trying to see both sides of their families, often putting up with 'crazy' in-laws. And I'm sure if I was in their shoes, I'd sometimes sigh in the midst of it too.
Yet, today, as we were cleaning the snow off the gravestones of Mike's dad, mom and sister, I felt a silent ache. The truth is our Christmases should be filled with hustle and bustle and too much family. We should be sharing laughter around the fireplace with my in-laws too. We should not be standing outside in the cold, trying to explain to our daughter why sometimes little sisters die before their big brothers.
And while I am super thankful for my family and all the time I get to enjoy just hanging and relaxing with them - I know I'd share it in a heartbeat in order to crowd in the love of both families to our holiday festivities.