Home for Christmas

One morning last week had been especially challenging.  Things weren’t going the way I had planned and the kids were whining about all their hopes and dreams being crushed.  I lost my cool and we were all crying on the way to school.  Sounds like the start of a great day, huh?  I pulled it together and talked with the kiddos about how whining and ingratitude were pushing my buttons that morning.  I asked for their help and understanding and we all agreed to be more considerate.

On the way home, the song “I’ll be home for Christmas” played.  I sure wasn’t feeling Christmas at that moment, yet I longed to escape to another time or place “if only in my dreams”.  I have some good childhood Christmas memories, and even more as an adult that I enjoy visiting every year, especially on the hard days.  There are a several from awesome gifts and acts of service received.  There are many more memories of giving and the joy that comes from seeing the faces of those I love light up.

Despite the rough days and getting bogged down by our busy lives, I’m happy to say I will be home for Christmas and not in my dreams.  I’m grateful to be surrounded with the those who are central in my life.

Where do you go in your dreams, when you want to be home for Christmas?

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One Response to Home for Christmas

  1. lidsirralty says:

    Hello! Just want to say thank you for this interesting article! =) Peace, Joy.