When Kristin Kay passed away between Christmas and New Years of 2000, it turned into the most miserable holiday of my life and I just knew that any shred of Christmas joy in the future would forever be scarred by the memory of that tragic event. Three years later, the pain remains very real – the thought still brings tears to my eyes and a lump in my throat.
Ironically, though, the anniversary of our loss has made Christmas even more significant to me, in the very simplest of ways. I’m so much more aware of what a blessing my family is to me, more appreciative of the time we spend together. I’m more in awe by the fact that God, the creator of this universe, sent his Son one Christmas morning to pay the price for my sins so that by accepting Him, I can spend eternity with Him in the company of my family and friends.
I miss Kristin and pray for all those who so deeply feel her loss today and during this holiday season.