Joy and Sorrow

Joy brought by the season--the birth of our Savior.

Sorrow over a young man in our ward who had every reason to live, but took his own life.

Joy--that Clint is so happy and Melissa is such a wonderful young woman.

Sorrow for my friend Jim, who last month was playing tennis with us and now a stroke has stolen him from us.

Grateful that my sorrow does not make me sick or incapacitate me. But even without making me sick, my sorrow over losing Jim is somewhat overwhelming. My heart is breaking for Miyo and her family--and for myself.