Our Christmas tree is filled with reminders. Bits of memories hang from the branches — reminders of what we’ve done and where we’ve been, of who we once were, who we’ve loved and who we’ve lost. It’s an emotional journey, looking at all of it — bittersweet. But, ultimately, it’s a reminder of how incredibly blessed I’ve been in this life, to have been a mother to beautiful little boys who have become remarkable young men, to have walked this earth with amazing people in so many wonderful places — with faith always alongside.