I have a wish as well. Its not for the usual things. I have enough and more of everything important. Instead I am wishing wild, wishing beyond wishes, beyond time, beyond space, beyond what is possible but not beyond my imagination. I wish my brother back.
Every Christmas day for as long as everyone who remembers lives I wish my brother to visit us. It doesn’t have to be for a long time, even a few moments will do. I wish to see him shining. I wish to see him radiant. No words need be spoken, simply let him come and step for one holy instant across the divide and we can share a glance. I wish this because in those precious seconds I would need no more of anything and every fear would vanish. Night would become day and the sun would never set even if time itself disappears.
I know, by faith, by faith. Yet still I can dream for the sight. Still I can dream for the sight.
The Beautiful Path 
I’m glad I am not the only one for this wish. I always wish to see my Mom and Dad just once in their perfected state-no more pain nor sorrow.
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I’m sorry. I’ve lost so many family members in the last two years that sometimes I forget and think of something I want to tell them. My grandmother (last remaining grandparent) is terminally ill and we’re hoping she makes it past Christmas Day. Christmas is such a hard time of year for loss, both experiencing and remembering. It helps me to think of them celebrating Christmas with all of Heaven rejoicing.
I wish you could see your brother too.
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