Christmas this year was interesting. First my tub stopped up and no amount of plunging or Drano would unstop it. It made for a cozy bathroom situation with extra family in the house. My granddaughter woke up sick, running a high fever and lethargic which is totally out of character for her. She is usually a bundle of energy. She opened her gifts laying down, sometimes asking her mother to open them for her as she couldn’t bring herself to do it, but yet not wanting to miss out. Then one half of my dining room table broke and collapsed rendering it unusable. Not good when you are expecting 18 people for dinner with no place to seat them. We resorted to using two rectangular folding tables, attempting to make them look as festive as possible. And when mom began vomiting repeatedly across my kitchen and then again on my new sofa of two months, I knew this would be a Christmas to remember.
No, it wasn’t a perfect Christmas. Not even close. And yes, it was a bit stressful, but my family was together. The love shared among family and the joy of celebrating the birth of Our Lord Jesus Christ is what is important. I feel blessed to have shared this Christmas with my loved ones and for that reason it was indeed a very Merry Christmas. I hope yours was as well.