This year I felt so good leading up to Christmas! We had all of our shopping done long ahead of time, we had the goodies made and the recipiants chosen, we had a nice fun house to decorate and all the decorations were up and lit, we had two parties and enjoyed the feelings of the "old days". We attended a Christmas Tree lighting, a Parade, the Temple, 3 Christmas Concerts and a wedding reception. I was able to go spend an entire day with one of my sisters helping another of my sisters and Christmas Eve was a lot of fun. Emilie, Logan, Tommy and Jack came over and we unwrapped gifts, we had a nice family dinner (note the red chargers Hope!) and we got an X-Box 360 with Kinex which everyone had fun doing!
Dad, JJ and I read the Christmas story accounts from Mathew, Luke and Nephi together and enjoyed those quiet moments with the last child home (maybe his last?) So far so good! On Christmas morning is was nice to have a reason to get up so we could watch JJ open his gifts. I made a breakfast casserole (thank you June Smiley from one of our retreats in Newberg!) and Emile brought the boys over for awhile while Logan slept. I got to watch Toy Story 3 with Tommy (and cried...again!) but all too soon they too had to go home and the house was quiet. I ate too much junk ( I gave up on points for the day), listened to Christmas music and watched the light snow begin to fall, and started to fall into a bit of a funk (maybe the sugar!).
So the upstart of all this is that we have made progress toward our "new" celebration but I found the hole...Christmas day itself. I think I have discovered that I haven't learned to just relax and enjoy the moments of quiet. I feel like I should be doing something all the time. That somehow just sitting and reading a book is shirking my duty. Dad and I finally sat down and watched one of my favorite Christmas movies...You've Got Mail (right up there with Sleepless in Seattle and While you were Sleeping!) and I felt better!
Somehow I think that moving into the house and all of the decorations made me feel like things really were like they used to be.I realized though that with half of our family on the other side of the country and everyone having their own lives to worry about the reality is that I need to change focus. The incident with my sister's health this year also reminded me once again of the fact that we never know if there will be a next Christmas for us. That each one is special in it's own way and that we need to enjoy all of life and the love and connections we do have today.
They canceled church for our ward this morning because of the weather but Emilie's ward still had church so we were able to go and it really changed my attitude. When we discussed in Relief Society the difference between Joy and Happiness I realized that I had been looking at the wrong thing. That we can always have Joy and that Happiness is fleeting. Joy comes from within and Happiness is dependent on outside factors. What I was missing was the JOY of Christmas. That what really does matter is that Christ really did bring JOY to the World, and to me.
