Michael, you loved Christmas and decorating and shopping and cooking. I know you'd be mighty disappointed in me that there isn't one anything that resembles Christmas. There is hardly any food in the house. Not one card has been mailed out. My heart just about bursts when I hear a carol or see the lights of our neighbors.

You're supposed to be here - we were supposed to be doing Christmas big this year! But you're in Heaven now and I can imagine the celebration that must be going to happen. I pray you are enjoying all of it and that you are at peace.

I love you. Merry Christmas!