Sunday, December 10, 2006

Amy's 2006 Christmas Letter

And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them. Luke 2:8-9

Dear Family and Friends,

A verse from Psalm 19, The heavens declare the glory of God, comes vividly to my mind every time I look up into a clear night sky in this Northwoods where I live, especially now at Christmastime. It is comforting to think that the glory of God I see in the night sky is the same glory that Dale is part of now. The day before Dale passed away, he suddenly sat up in bed, moving his hands and saying, "It is starting to open up." I can only imagine what Dale is seeing now surrounded by God's glory in heaven.

They say not to make any plans or big moves for at least one year. I am sitting tight, teaching second grade at the elementary school in Iron River, very thankful to have a job that I love. Sixteen smiling faces surround me every school day. My own children call, email, and visit, and my church family looks out for me also. A granddaughter, Margo Claire, was born to Grant and Jen on September 20. We will all be down at Grant's house near Milwaukee for Christmas including Dale's daughter, Angela. I will stay the whole week so I can spend as much time with Margo as I can. (Holding babies always helps a grieving heart.)

I have plenty to be thankful for. Despite the diagnosis in early June, Dale and I had the whole summer together. I am grateful for Angela who took time off from work to come and help me take care of her Dad during his last weeks. Without her, we would not have been able to be at home with hospice. It was a privilege and an honor to be able to care for Dale. I have many wonderful memories of a patient, godly, caring man who was my husband.

Thank you all, again, for the love, care and support that you showed us during Dale's illness and subsequent death.

...And be sure to hold onto those you love this Christmas. Give them an extra hug, and gaze into the night sky.

Lovingly,
Amy