I’m a sentimental mess when it comes to Christmas.
Having been raised in a big Christian family, the holiday centered on the birth of Christ. Coupled with that was the gathering of loved ones. We were always together with family and anyone else who needed us.
My mom loved a party. She spent a lot of time and effort preparing favorite holiday treats. The dining room table was filled with treats for all to enjoy.
Fast forward to adulthood for me. I’ve continued the tradition of gathering family and friends together on Christmas Eve.
I have precious memories of days gone by. Each Christmas was filled with excitement of my children and my grandchildren. As in all things, once little children believing in the magic of Christmas are now grown and growing into adulthood.
Nothing means more to me than my children and grandchildren. Any time I’ve had with them has been a gift.
As we look forward to the holidays, I am still excited to gather with those who love me.
Times and situations have changed a bit for me.
Having the lasting effects of my ankle energy last year has altered my stamina. Bless my girls for stepping up to help me.
Even though last year I was in the hospital, my girls (by birth and by choice) traveled to Bismarck to be with me. I admit although eating Chinese food off paper plates in a hospital room wasn’t all bad. It was certainly a lot less work.
I get frustrated at my limitations. But I need only look around me to be reminded that my struggles are minor compared to some.
God has blessed me my whole life. When I consider my blessings, the biggest blessings have been the people in my life.
Merry Christmas. Life is good today.
