Christmas traditions are just that. Special things that are done the same every year.
2018 Christmas has included many traditions. Such as family arriving from out of town. There is nothing more of a gift to me, than my kids all being under the same roof. We laugh a lot. We eat endlessly and it doesn’t matter what we are doing…..we are together.
One of our favorite traditions is attending and serving at “Christmas Eve at a Farm.”
I completely missed taking photos so I stole some.
Here’s my boys.
I was lucky enough to help lead carols
And Steve handles the flashlight while the children were read the Christmas story.
It’s really the best night of the year.
Christmas morning brunch was provided by Kyle and Kiko and was absolutely delicious.
Our traditional Christmas movie was held in our attic movie room. We have attended a movie for many many years every Christmas afternoon but now that we have our own movie room and we have a toddler, it’s so much easier to just walk up the stairs.
Our movie this year was the documentary “Won’t You be my Neighbor.”
The movie was so different than what we usually watch but as we viewed this poignant film documenting the life of Fred Rogers, there were tears, laughter and a new found respect for the man he was.
My favorite quote from the movie was:
“As human beings, our job in life is to help people realize how rare and valuable each one of us really is, that each of us has something that no one else has – or ever will have – something inside that is unique to all time.
While all our traditions ran as planned this year…… it was still different.
I was gifted with the crud the entire week before Christmas. I was flat in bed and had to be cared for for more days than I care to admit to.
We have a toddler in the house this year. The Christmas tree was abused and some of my expectations for decorations were quickly discovered to not be appropriate. Jack is worth it.
There is a missing person this year. We are just about to remember my Dad’s “Heaven Day.” His presence was greatly missed and no matter how joyful the day has been, we still gravely miss him.
A few weeks ago I was strolling through YouTube and came upon a song. It was titled “A different kind of Christmas this year.” It was written during the loss of the song writers Father in Law.
It talks about the million little memories that remind us you are not here and how as we sit around the dinner table we realize the legacy you left. And as Justin prayed at lunch, even though you are in heaven, we know that you are near.
We made it.
We survived Christmas this year.
It was and still is the celebration of the birth of our Lord and Savior and that will never NOT be the reason we celebrate. But we knew that the “first” holidays are always the hardest and I’m pretty proud of us.
We are so blessed to have our family and friends. So many that fill our lives with joy.
Merry Christmas 2018 from our family to yours.
I’ve linked the song for you to hear.