Some people really shy away from hearing about sad stuff, especially around the holidays when you might need to let it out the most. I lost my older sister to lung cancer three years ago. I don't think talking about Sara is a sad thing. It makes me happy to chat about memories of her as we were close and had a lot of good times together. I miss her the most around Christmastime because she delighted in watching the television specials, in stringing popcorn for the tree, and in spreading good will. She would spend long days handwriting personalized Christmas cards to those who needed some cheer. Some were soldiers overseas, some were elderly in the nursing home with no family to visit, and some were just socially awkward who lived alone and rarely ventured out. She made cookies for everyone in her neighborhood too. Sara lived to make others happy. While I'm glad she's no longer suffering in pain, I can't help but wish she was still here.