He's a son, a brother, a grandson, a nephew, a cousin to us.
A friend to many.
He plays rugby; he's very funny; he's in Grade 9 this year; he can
dance, act, crump. He will amuse me to no end this Christmas.
But there is a a family that
will struggle this Christmas after the loss of their precious Jack.
Who also was a son, a grandson, a brother, a nephew, a cousin.
And a friend to many.
He and his family has worked their way into my heart these last three months.
So we are joining with bloggers, mothers, sisters, daughters, aunts, nanas
around the world and "tying one on" -- several actually --
blue ribbons for Jack this Christmas.
We will think of Jack when we are at our front door.
As we make our way up the steps.
As we pull into our driveway.
As we enjoy our tree each night.
As we look out the kitchen windowat our little lilac bush, a memorial to my mum.
We thought of him last night when we enjoyed our girls' night out.
Please think of Jack and his family this holiday. 
