It's never coming down!

No matter what time of the year you walk into our house, you will see a fully stocked Christmas stocking. It was hanging in our old apartment and was moved, by hand by a family member to our new house(I didn't trust the movers). People might think it's crazy, but it's a sentimental thing. That was my nephew's last Christmas stocking, he never got to open it. Santa didn't know that he was going to pass away and brought it just a week before he passed. My nephew passed away from cancer, it's a very serious thing and this stocking is a reminder that life is short. It reminds us to treat every single day like our last. Prior to the few days leading up to him passing, we thought he was going to be coming home. He was doing better, he was shooting the nurses with Nerf guns, he was playing with his siblings, he was being a little boy. There were no warning signs and according to the grief councilor we see, that is normal. It's normal for things to be super good before becoming super bad. It's sad that this disease finds it funny to mess with peoples' emotions like that, to get our hopes up so high and then just rip them to shreds. There's no other way to put it other than it sucks. It sucks to lose someone you loved more than life itself, to lose someone so young, and to think everything was going to be ok for even a short amount of time. If there's one thing his passing taught me, it's to enjoy these moments. He loved everything about life, especially the holidays. His Christmas tree is still up in his room decorated how he wanted it, in the middle of July, and his Halloween costumes are hanging up in his closet. Every holiday has become a way of remembering him and this one is the same way, we will never forget our little man and we will do all we can to celebrate life and to make it worth living because that's what he would do. We love you buddy and we hope your Christmas in Heaven is amazing.