Low Key Christmas
I'm dreaming of a low-key Christmas.
Just like the ones I never had.
One Christmas when my children were young and my then-husband had worked them into a let's-see-who-has-the-most-presents-under-the-tree-frenzy I committed what I still think of as a parenting mortal sin.
For all my talk about down-sizing Christmas, I have yet to make it happen.
"Yeh, Yeh," nodded my family as they inhaled gravy smothered potatoes.
Even I was a little surprised when my annual prophecy came true.
Suddenly low key Christmas took on new meaning.
A low-key Christmas starts with the idea.
At home, by the twinkling lights on my $10.00 tree, I read a note from my daughter tucked inside her Christmas care.
Here's what my low-key Christmas looked like:
- Seeing the look of wonder on children's faces as they sit on Santa's, aka Sweetie, lap.
- Sharing blessings with strangers on the street, and a child's drawing of the peace symbol.
- The smile on Bella's face when she saw me for the first time in two weeks, and dancing to Christmas carols with Sweet Caroline.
- Seeing 25 foster kids get a home for Christmas
- Letting Sweetie vacuum to his heart's content and not saying anything about the new living room arrangement.
- Giving up deadlines.
Comments
Mine was as low-key as you can possibly get and mine was perfect too...now if I could just get into my blog to post it'd be awesome but it just won't let me post anything!
I've been wanting to thank all of you beautiful lights for the awesome prayer cards and thoughts sent my way. It was a slow healing but I'm on the mend and and every mindful of the Bible Verse that says..."My grace is sufficient for thee..."
Profoundly so.
Happy New Year Sister of my Heart!