This Christmas

I have been out of sorts lately and will talk about it another time, 
However, it has been 6 days now since I got an email from a friend's mother on Facebook. 
 My friend and her mother are both mutual friends of mine on Facebook and, she wrote the most eloquent story.
See, my friend and her husband were expecting their third child, and as it came closer to the due date, she found she was going to have a little girl. 
 Picking out the name, her and her husband drove all over the area in which they live in Africa and realized to get the best care, they will have to have the baby in London which is the closest to Africa and the best choice for thier family. 
 They left for Africa a week before Thanksgiving and were heading to London until the 5th of January, renting a home there near Oxford as that is where her husband went to University. 
 Her baby was born three weeks ago, and they named her Asmara. Asmara is Eritrean for Unites. It is also the capitol of Eritrea, where they live. 
 The baby was born completely health and perfect. However, six days ago, the baby died of S.I.D.S. (Sudden Infant Death Syndrome). They tried to save her and did everything they could but the will of god to take Asmara home was far greater than the efforts of the Doctors. 
 This news has been very devastating to this little family, but, they believe that families are forever and they hope to unite with Asmara. 
 The posts have been hard to hear: Their oldest daughter said, "Is it getting late?" Her mother said, "Yes," she said,"Then we better hurry and get ready to visit Asmara before Heaven Closes and we can not visit her today"   such the cute sweet innocence of a 4 year old bg sister, wanting to see her little baby sister. 
  Another post said,(Grandma:) "Singing 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star' with (younger daughter: 2 and a half year old) When she look at me and said, pointing to a star, "Is that Asmara?" 
    It just got me thinking how life is so precarious. 
I want to spend everyday with my family. 
  It is hard being here and not being able to see my family. 
Life is not always what you plan it to be. 
   I hope I can be compassionate, loving and good to all people because we never know when t will be our time to leave this existence.
With the death of my friends baby so close to Christmas, I have been thinking about my friend and have been asking angels to surround this family with love and strength that will help them find joy this Christmas in such a sorrowful event in their life. 
 I hope that her postpartum will be bearable and she will be edified through the strength of her husband and children.
     I hope that everyone that reads this finds their peace and joy this Holiday Season. And Always find love and time with those that matter to you most.