Really short tonight because my time is best spent with family. My daughter and grandson came home for the weekend. I haven’t seen my grandson since early fall. He has more energy than twenty adults. But tonight I’m more thankful than I ever dreamed was possible to spend time with him. Honestly though, I don’t know how my daughter, who is a single mother, manages. He is definitely on the energetic side. We are having a wonderful visit though. And we surprised my dad in the dining room tonight. He got to show off his great grandson and he was absolutely thrilled to see them.
I will leave you with some pictures of the world’s most adorable five year old.
Okay, gotta get my head back into blogging. And being thankful. This will undoubtedly be short.
I got a Christmas gift from Warren this year. That all by itself is a Christmas miracle. He rarely gets me anything. In fact, my cousin asked me one night “Why won’t you let him get you anything?” I howled at that. Let? The better question is “Why won’t he get you anything?”
Anyway, I know he’s a practical guy so I gave him a list. He told me what to order and handed me his credit card. Not terribly romantic or much of s surprise, but better than no gift like most years.
I order the Shark Rocket. Normally I would say a vacuum represented work and was a lousy gift. Not so. This is the best gift ever. I love it. It is tiny and lightweight. I thought I had a really clean house. But using this and seeing how much it was sucking up makes me cringe to see how dirty my house was.
So, today I’m thankful for my Rocket. And for even getting a Christmas gift.
Holidays are the loneliest days of the year for me. I’m not telling you this for sympathy or so you will try and cheer me up. Just a statement.
But I’ve analyzed it this year and think I finally know why. I think there is a lot of pressure (no, that’s not quite the right word) to experience the family experience we see on tv and movies. My family is not at all at fault. No, it is me.
I want that perfect family experience. Yet, I’m not capable of being that perfect family. I have more fun with friends than I do my family. I feel like a misfit a lot. My sister and I could not be more opposite. We have absolutely nothing in common. I find her children to be strangers (probably because I don’t see them much). My dad is my world but he is such an introvert that anything beyond a two minute conversation is unusual.
Christmas Eve is typically spent at church but I didn’t feel up to going this year. Christmas dinner will involve going to my sister’s house. My dad is physically unable to come to my house so this is the only option. I’m not comfortable at her house. Plus she will have invited who knows who else. I’m enough if an introvert that I really don’t need to share my day with people I don’t know or don’t like. I would rather sit in a corner and read.
I won’t see my daughter and grandson until after the new year. So it will be a quiet day. I will be ready for it all to be over. I’m not a Scrooge. I love bring surrounded by children on Christmas. But I have none around anymore.
Silent Night is my favorite Christmas carol. I think it is very fitting.
I started my Thanksgiving Project blog just over a year ago. I truly am thankful for so many everyday things in my life.
But today I am thankful mostly for my WP friends. Some of you have become near and dear to my heart. I wish only the best for you. I wish happiness, love, friendships, and gratitude. I love what you have taught me. I love how you have opened yourself up to me. I love how you have accepted me. I love you.
Merry Christmas to all of you as you celebrate with your family and friends. Some of you will celebrate while I’m still in bed. Others will celebrate after I do. But have a great day. Remember why we celebrate.
I remember when I was growing up that all of my aunts and uncles (my mom had 10 brothers and sisters) and my cousins (too many to count) would all congregate at grandma’s house. One year we even took family pictures. There was enough food to feed a small country I think. We always had a birthday cake for baby Jesus. It was a perfect time. We didn’t have presents…we had each other.
Now that is the memory of a young child. It could have actually been much different to the adults. I don’t know. It seems like any time you have families gathered, there is some under current of drama or dislike. I’ve never been a big one for family gatherings. I appreciate them much more now than I used to though.
Because my dad is so limited on where he can go, my sister has everything at her house. I wish I could have them here, but it isn’t physically possible. And because of that, there are always ‘extra’ people included. I don’t really like that. But I won’t be there or Christmas this year.
Soren is getting to the really fun age and I want to spend it with Andrea and him.
I’m so thankful today that I was able to spend a few hours with my dad though. It was just the two of us. Erv (dad’s caregiver) was out doing something so dad and I could talk freely. He will be 78 in a few days. I think he will live forever and sure don’t think he is old. But in my head I know my time with him is limited. I love my dad more than words can ever say. I’ve always been a daddy’s girl. And today I can’t imagine much I am more thankful than my times with my dad.