Looking Back to Christmas

It is cold outside, but hot in my house as I sit here typing. The wood stove is going, and as usual, it just about heats us out. I’m considering opening a window (even though it is 30 degrees outside). The baby is taking his midday nap. I feel pent up in here. I love being home but I just want to get out and accomplish something today…I guess writing a post will be a small accomplishment of sorts, so here I am.
Our Christmas was really good this year. Every year is a little different. This year it seemed that there were multiple family events to attend. Which was really fun for the baby, and good for us to see everyone! Something that my side of the family (not my husbands) is dealing with is the fact that my oldest sister and her family are leaving the country at the end of the month to be missionaries. I can only speak for myself and my feelings, but it has been bittersweet for me. I know that they are following God’s call on their lives and what they are doing is right and amazing and so much more. And I’m so happy, for them and the people they are going to minister to. But my own selfishness sometimes gets the better of me and I know I am going to miss them all terribly. So, I’m struggling with that and it comes and goes.
But other than their leaving at the back of my mind, Christmas was special. Getting to spend time with loved ones. Not feeling too rushed to get anywhere. Remembering the true meaning of Christmas and trying to pass that along to my little boy. I call him the “baby” but he’s really a toddler. I had a lot of sweet, short conversations with him about Christmas and why we celebrate. I also tried to teach him thankfulness this season. It warmed my heart that he would say or sign thank you (when prompted) to his gift givers. Even at this young age, he is able to learn that important lesson.
So anyhow, I’m kind of rambling. But I hope that all of the people reading this had a special Christmas season as well. Until next time!