That is a happy group. That was Christmas 2014 for the Holmes family and we lived it up on the ski slopes of Colorado, ate at great restaurants together, had game nights and saw a movie or two together. Together! Did you notice I didn't mention the gifts we gave each other? We did that of course, but that is not what we remember. We remember being together.
Yesterday, December 27th, I was having some quiet time in the morning and I was reading a devotion that lead me to write a little on the subject of the season. The author mentioned a neighbor who had set up a large inflatable Santa Claus in their yard. A couple of days after Christmas, the Santa suddenly deflated. Kind of says it all when it comes to all the holiday madness, don't you think?
2014 was the last Christmas we have had together. (I have already resolved that in 2017 we will all be back together again.) The last two seasons had situations that have prevented us from all gathering together. Last year was the first year without my boys and daughter-in-law. It was grim. I was not a happy girl. This year, however, I once again made myself a promise to dwell on the true meaning of this blessed of all holidays. I do this every year and some years are better than others. But this year I'd have to say I was more prayerful about our situation.
In November we went to Denver to spend Thanksgiving and my birthday with our family. It was fabulous. I loved our time together once again. We did this because we knew Christmas would be out of the question. My husband was scheduled for surgery two days before Christmas. It was a major surgery on his foot and for six weeks he would have to be totally off of his foot. Did I say "six weeks"?!?
I knew I had to mentally prepare for this. Playing the part of nurse maid is not exactly my strong suit. I know. Shocking! But my closest friends will verify that fact. But it's good to know your weaknesses, don't you agree? So that's when I decided to focus on the real reason for Christmas. Christmas is celebrated because of the gift that was given to ALL of mankind - a Savior. Jesus came down from a cushy throne to live among us and not as royalty as we know it. His is the gift that gives for eternity and won't deflate two days later.
Yes, I missed my boys and daughter, but there wasn't this grim, poor, pitiful me this year. My prayers were answered. I received the gift of thankfulness, patience, joy and peace. These are gifts that keep on giving.
We are now about to complete day 7 of post-op and I haven't once raised my voice to my precious, demanding husband! We are doing fine and this too shall pass. New Years is around the corner. Spring and then summer will be upon us before we know what hit us. Fall will slip by and Christmas will once again be here. Try to remember the Christmases past. Do you remember the gifts you received? I'm betting not. But times together with family and friends are what will most often come to mind. This year I want to grasp those moments that I share with family and friends and cherish them for years to come. God bless you all this coming New Year!
Oh Yeah! And look forward to more original and new pottery from us Lady Fingers in 2017. What we create DOES make wonderful gifts for your friends and family! 🙂