My Father would be proud. This Christmas proved to be quite a challenge. But I learned from it what a strong and wonderful family I have. My siblings and I have never had a Christmas without seeing each other. I am 64, so that is quite a blessing. This Christmas my brother in law fell and broke his hip. He has been in ill health for a number of years now, but this time Christmas was going to be different. After much talk to my sister, who always opens her home at Christmas we convinced her that this year it would be to much. She agreed, but was not happy. All was put into seeing Art through and making the holiday still shine. Well, for starters, my son Devins future mother in law called and asked us for hor dourves Christmas Eve.
Jerry and I had a quiet dinner alone, and my sister met us at Church for a wonderful Christmas Eve service. Then we dropped her back at the hospital and went on to Michelles. My sister came over to Michele's about 9 and we stayed for a while with delicious little pastries, cheeses and wine. Then all went home. Chrissy has a awful cold but still managed to share Christmas with us. Then my daughter Erin's mother in law invited us to eat on Christmas day. It was so good seeing them.
In between I talked to my brother and he said that we should all come to Erie where he lives Christmas night. All of our grown children could not be happier. So I went to Church Christmas morning, then dinner at Charlenes, opened presents at Erin's and off to Erie we went. We were all together.
I had just started a new job, that I have been searching for, for months. A crossing guard in Dearborn. I love it. The children are so polite and so sweet. Only problem, Chloe needed someone to watch over her. (my nephew Brians adorable little girl) So Jerry and I would go to my post, together so we could go right on to my sisters to watch Chole. Oh, did I mention our dog Max went too? We stayed until Barb got home and went back to my post at school closing time. And I had the time of my life with a beautiful little red headed two year old.!! My brother was so great at keeping my sister together and being there for her at the hospital. He even played baloon basketball with Art in rehab. Then, he said something, a memory. Do you remember three little kids, (being us) standing in the corner window on Christmas waiting for Daddy to come home Christmas morning. The minute we saw his car turn off Goddard, our Christmas began. And that is what it is about. Not money or gifts, Family who cares about each other. I know my Dad is proud of all of his family. He always was when he was here, and I know he is still giving us that wink and words of encouragement. I miss Mom and Dad so much, but they are with us, through our memories. The love is there and that is what will always count. You get through good times easy, it is when you get through bad times that matter. I am blessed with a wonderful family. We have chapter of memories and nothing can take that away. Our extended families are always there too and of course Jerry, my husband. By my side, always. Jerry is a rock and has been there for me many years. He encourages me, stands by me when I am down and loves me. Who could ask for more?
