This is the second holiday season without our dear Caiden. I find myself very weepy during this season when everyone is supposed to be joyous and celebratory. I suppose it’s the same for everyone who has lost a loved one, but it’s very personal to me. Christmas is extra special when there are little children to share the excitement of the season. And, without our Caiden, the season is so bittersweet.
Caiden would be nearly 5 years old now, and what fun it would be for us to watch his beautiful eyes light up and his giant smile when he saw the gifts that Santa had left for him. I will rejoice in watching his brother and sister open gifts, but I will yearn to see Christmas through Caiden’s eyes.