I have so much to be thankful for. Like since the second Christmas we were parents, we've had a child here in our home Christmas morning.
And we have 3 parents to visit Christmas Eve and Day.
And we have two sons to see this week sometime. And a daughter we've had Christmas, I've gone to The Nutcracker Suite with and will have dinner with on Wed.
And we have a house. Food. Two cars. A cat. A dog. Each other.
I know several people for whom this will be the first Christmas without their loved one because that loved one has departed this life.
And it's not like our first Christmas which we woke up to get dressed and go see our 5 week old firstborn as he lay in an "OHIO" bed in Allentown General Hospital hooked up to life support.
And it's certainly not like the first Christmas night over 2000 years ago when Mary gave birth to her firstborn child, a son. She wrapped him in CLOTHS and laid him in a MANGER!
This was all after she had ridden a donkey for miles and miles and found no place to have her baby. There were no hospitals. Doctors. No red roof inn on every corner!
And yet. Here I am with my pouty little self sad because our daughter is having her first Christmas AWAY from home! Yikes mama! Get a grip! And yet, the sadness lingers even after I know all this.
And I'm happy that she has this trip to make!
I'm working on it but gee it's still hard! Haha!
I must get grip and remind myself of all those other Christmas' when our children were here with us. Then try and remember back to our first two Christmas' and how excited we were to be together on those mornings. And MY mother and Mother in law were dealing with the absence of children on Christmas morning.
And I will also try to think about Mary and all the things she did without that first Christmas and her response was:
"But Mary treasures up all these things and pondered them in her heart."
Luke 2:19
And try to stop being a pouty little brat.