"my joy comes from believing my forever exists someday. my joy comes from knowing one day i’ll hold [them] again. forever. this knowledge has me holding onto heaven. it is how i live each day. not for this world, but for heaven. and, it is how i survive. i’m comforted in knowing the mother we remember this christmas season endured the same joy and pain. but that because of her son, we who know and love him, will all enjoy forever." | 'holding onto heaven', still standing