‘Tis the season to be jolly, but you may not be feeling full of jolly.  Perhaps you’re mourning the death of one you hold dear.  You cry for you no longer feel them near.  We have news that you are meant to hear; it cancels out your greatest fear:  Your loved one will not miss the holy days.  They are with you now in all new ways.  ‘Tis true that you cannot see or feel them, but the love in your heart will always reveal them.  Go here, inside, when the grief wells up.  Go here, to the heart where the love swells up.  It seems a poor substitute, this we know.  But love’s the place where all do go.  It never dies; it’s yours to keep.  It’s there even when you go to sleep.  And when you see them face to face, you’ll know for sure the heart’s the space … the eternal, undying meeting place … now and truly forever more, for death is but a step through a door.  Come holidays, come normal days, they’re with you always, for love can’t go far. They’re now and forever your shining star.


You are so very loved.

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