The Holidays

I've noticed I've been doing a lot of self-talk lately. This must be a mechanism to get myself through the holidays. I just found myself saying:

I didn't lose two babies. I gained two angels... I didn't lose two babies. I gained two angels... And really, putting all my grief and anger and hurt aside, who wouldn't want an angel or two in their family? There have been times I have felt Heaven, literally, so thick around me. It has melted my sorrow away and I have just sat basking in the spirit, taking it all in and not wanting it to ever leave me.

I need to hold on to these thoughts if I am going to make it through the holidays. So I am just going to continue saying to myself I didn't lose two babies, I gained two angels.


Father, please help me through this.