From Godden's China Court: "All our happiness is shot through with unhappiness and all our unhappiness is shot through with happiness."
This quote came to mind as I mulled over various Christmas memories:
My grandmother passed away at Christmastime almost 30 years ago. I remember the bitter cold of the graveyard, and the astonishing beauty of the ice-covered trees.
A few days ago, my father-in-law slipped into Heaven. With one breath we were commiserating over our sense of loss, and with the other breath we were cooing over the newest addition to the family, one week old Benjamin.
Truly, life is a mixture of joy and pain.