Merry Christmas, dear readers!
I had planned on posting a wonderful and warm holiday family photo for you here, after our big annual Christmas Eve family gathering. I fired up the computer for the first time in a couple of days - such a rarity for me - and realized i had totally forgotten to take a photo in the chaos of our gathering.
boy was i mad at myself. I had wanted a family photo ..one last one while daughter 1 was pregnant, while youngest son is still in highschool, etc etc. Darn it all.
But then, it occured to me...how very blessed i am that we were so busy talking together, so busy laughing together, so busy hugging each other, so busy helping each other and delighting each other with carefully chosen gifts, that there simply wasn't time to take a photo of it all.
Blessed. Some people have no home to make festive and warm and cozy. We have comfy sofas and a warm fire and rooms filled with family.
Blessed. Some people have no one to talk to. We had the young and the old, even the not-born-yet, and all ages and generations under our roof to talk to.
Blessed. Some people are darkly sad not only at the holidays but all the time. We share funny memories of childhoods shared and find so many joys in anticpating our futures as a family.
Blessed. Some people are all alone and have no one to hug and no one to hug them back. We get big crushing bear hugs from our teenage son and miraculous baby kicks from our grandchild still carried in her mommy. I still get little girl hugs from my 26 year old daughter and comforting hugs from our oldest son. And we have a daughter-in-law who hugs us with genuine love, and two amazing son-in-laws who hug us every time we see them.
Blessed. Some people feel they have no one to turn to for help. We are blessed with the peace of knowing that should any of us at any time need any help, every single one of us in this family would help without being asked.
Blessed. Warm slippers given to me since my sister knows i work over a cold tile floor all winter and my feet get cold and she won't have that. A book made of sonogram photos of our grandaughter because our daughter knows this baby already brings me unmeasurable joy. A feathered crow because our daughter knows that birds always make me smile, even on snowy and blowy days. A favored scent because our son's girlfriend knows it is a little luxury i would never buy myself and how i do adore it. A huge pile of firewood because my son and his wife know how much i look forward to spending the 2 days after Christmas laying on the couch, in front of a toasty fire, dreaming happy dreams of the holidays with family.
Some people have not known the joy of recieving the gift of a macaroni covered school child's ornament, nor have they known the joy of giving.
And so, while i may not have a photograph to show how blessed i am, i have something even better. I have the real thing. I have the memories. I have my family.
I am blessed.
Merry Christmas to you and to yours
blessings,
r.a.