We went from celebrating Advent to just surviving with a single phone call. Dragon's uncle passed away in an accident on his little farm. The only good news is that he didn't suffer. He was killed instantly.
We have decided to keep doing what we were doing. Music, skate, wood working and a brand new gym membership. But instead of doing it with a bounce in our step, we are just going through the motions.
We thought things had turned around. Dragon figured out that the new migraine meds were making his PTSD 1000 worse. Mood swings, dark thoughts, hopelessness. Several days off the meds and he is back to normal. Better than usual for the Christmas season.
Then a man we both look up to is gone. He has been more of a grandfather to our kids than his brother. He was an amazing person that I love with every fiber of my being. And he is gone.
Happy face glued on. We shall continue to celebrate the birthday of a child who lived and died for every one of us. The reason for the season gives me hope that the lost uncle is safe and sound in the arms of Jesus.
Prayers for my family please. Uncle was loved by many.