The Week Before Christmas

This week my stomach hurts

Not because I’m sick but because my nerves are all in a bunch.

There are presents to buy and presents to wrap.

There is a huge gift to assemble and it won’t take a couple of hours, more like a couple more days.

The decorative small Christmas trees are all laying on their sides because a little boy likes to put them nite nite

There is dog hair everywhere. Obviously it’s shedding season.

We have something every night this week and I’m tired already.

As I started to write this post in the morning, the very same evening I was hugging the toilet….wait for it…… in a hotel in South Florida as I am helping Mr. deliver work stuff before Christmas.

I feel this way Every. Single. Year.

The Holiday Spirit shows up right before Thanksgiving. Deck the freaking halls as I stalk every blogger. Then my steam just kind of …….loses steam.

I have to plug in and unplug those dang Christmas lights every night.

The artificial tree seems to lose more of its needles every year and every year I say I’m going to buy a new one and I never do.

Whine Charma….why don’t you whine some more

Nope.

I’m going to embrace the wonderful things and be grateful that I don’t really have something to whine about.

This past Sunday, not one but two people were spoken about. They were hit by another person in a car and the driver of the car DID NOT STOP. Can you even imagine??

We were also told of the overdose epidemic in our town. I’ve been here with family. Family that have had to say goodbye to their child, grandchild, niece or nephew, friend, boyfriend or girlfriend. It’s not a joke. It happens.

I will, for the rest of This week remember how we took Jack to the walking Nativity Scene and I spoke Gods word into his ear as we walked through the miraculous story of creation and the Birth and Resurrection of our Lord and Savior.

I will remember the time when I pointed out Baby Jesus to Jack and how he called him a Goat.

He really liked the goats.

I will remember this week when a brand new baby bed was donated to Interfaith and Steve and I and some friends bought it for a family going through a tough time and getting ready to welcome a sweet new baby. I don’t really believe in coincidence. I believe that when we are faithful, wonderful things will happen.

I will remember this week that my family did not have their home burn to the ground along with all of our possessions. However I know a family who did.

I will remember this week that our son was accepted into the Florida Conference of Historians. I don’t have a clue what that means but I’m over the moon excited for him.

I will remember this week as we witness a miraculous miracle in the life of our daughter.

I will continue to remember the real reason for this season.

It doesn’t have anything to do with presents or Christmas trees. It doesn’t have anything to do with how clean my house is, because it’s a wreck, when company is coming to visit.

It’s all about Jesus.

It’s all about the family we love and the joy we get when we are all together.

It’s all about the friends who fill our lives with joy.

I might have to go back and read this post every day until after Christmas but I will remember.

I will remember.

About Charmadawn

Jesus lover πŸ’œ Wife of Steve for 34 years πŸ’œ Mom to 2 grown kiddos πŸ’œ BB to grandson Jack πŸ’œ4 years ago we purchased, Rescued and Restored a 116 year old farmhouse and we live together as a multigenerational household. Come follow our crazy. Isaiah 54:7
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