For a little glimpse...here's something I wrote a few weeks ago:
I'm sitting here in our little apartment by the glow of a beautiful Christmas tree that isn't ours, covered in special ornaments that don't belong to us. The bottom is wrapped in an old Christmas table cloth that once covered Grandma Teacher's table, and stacked upon it are brightly wrapped presents from Mom and Dad.
The stockings are hung and they bear our names, but they really belong to Mom. The Nativity in our kitchen looks just like one we have, but this one is actually Sister's. The advent calendar is not the one we have used since the boys were babies, but it's a new gift from Aunt Prayer Warrior, giving us a new tradition. The little Charlie Brown nativity ornaments that sit by our Engineer's bed look exactly like the ones that have sat by his bed every single Christmas, but this little set is on loan from Cousin Christmas. She shared quite a few decorations with us this year, including some of Grandma Gem's ornaments.
A few weeks ago I was feeling down because we are still in transition and all of our special memory-filled Christmas items are packed away in storage. It was Hubby's idea to get a few things from our family while home for Thanksgiving. All I had to do was ask...and our family came through for us. As Hubby said, this may become one of our favorite Christmas memories. Thank you to our loving family for spreading Christmas cheer all the way to Texas.
Although this Christmas was very different from any other we have ever had, it has been very special and helped us focus more on the real Christmas.
And with that in mind, I wanted to repost my last post from December 2013:
Thursday, December 12, 2013