The majority of Christmas and holiday festivities have now passed, and each moment has accentuated my sense of loss.

Everything echoes of incompleteness.

Every meal, every activity, every picture, every car ride, every interaction with family and friends feels incomplete.  We know what it feels like to enjoy these things with Jud, and now we know the searing pain of experiencing them without him. 

How does a family of four function without one of its members?  How does a mother of two parent only one?  How can a little sister be a little sister without her older brother?

Incomplete.