A friend died recently on Christmas Day. My first thought was how awful for the family that they will always relate Christmas Day with the day of her death. Then I thought, wait a minute, this is the time when Christians traditionally celebrate the birth of Jesus and, for this devout family, it's a new beginning. Our friend had suffered from rheumatoid arthritis for over 36 years and consequently had needed 15 surgeries to make her life more manageable. In spite of the massive crippling...


