Christmas is an especially difficult holiday when there is an empty chair at the table following the death of a loved one. The first Christmas after my lovely mother died there was definitely the sadness of an empty chair. So we began our celebration by sharing stories about mom/grandma. I ask each person, if they wished, to share a fun memory or an attribute which they admired about mom/grandma. There was much laughter and love and joy around the table. It felt for a few minutes that she was in our midst.
Also to remember grandma, I gave each family member, including the young grandchildren, a pretty delicate cross with mom’s name, birthdate, and death- date engraved on it. I encouraged all the family to hang the cross on the tree each Christmas and to remember Grandma.
Now ten years later, I still see the cross on my tree and smile and remember and thank God for my lovely greatly loved mom.