The first day of Advent, and the first day of my challenge to write each day leading up to Christmas. I had a different plan in mind to what I would be writing about, but when life comes at you, you adapt.  My Aunt died last night. She was my Dad’s sister, the oldest of three. A few years back while I was in Seminary, I got a call in the middle of a class and was told she had a stroke. We didn’t know what that would mean for her in the long run, but my Aunt had always been strong willed and stubborn (a Jones family trait we…