Half Empty Christmas

Almost everything about today has been half empty, the bed, the couch, the passenger seat, my heart, my soul, my strength. Weariness, worry and stress replace some of the emptiness, but, they do more harm than good. Today we celebrate the birth of Christ who paid for all our sins and promises an eternity of bliss. So why does this bed feel so strange, why all this emptiness? It's because you're not here and my heart is crying out to yours, can't you hear it in your quiet moments? The only things full are my eyes, full of tears as I type this note to self which may only be known to God and me. Please Lord help fill this heart and soul with your love on this Christmas night when I'm missing someone so much, more than she'll ever know.