Christmas morning got off to an early start this year - Lonnie got up at 5:10am. She was so excited to not only open her presents, but also to hand Bobby and I our presents and watch to see what we both got. Although she is still not grasping the real meaning of Christmas, she listens to my explanations and I can tell she is sorting it all out in her mind. I have faith that she will eventually understand and appreciate the wonderful story of Christmas.
We lost my aunt to cancer yesterday. It was expected, I'm glad she was able to have one last Christmas with the family, especially her 2 grandsons. I told Lonnie last night that Aunt Jan had died, not knowing if she would really comprehend or not. She looked at me very surprised, her eyes wide, and said, "she died?". I explained that she had been very sick and it was time for her to go be in heaven with Grammy and Kiersten. The permanence of death has been very difficult for Lonnie to grasp, but as she approaches her 12th birthday, I can see that she is beginning to understand.
As always, each day holds it's own miracles.
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