I am guessing that one of the shepherds offered a woolen blanket, and that helped especially the Newborn Babe. And they must have offered food for the Blessed Mother and Saint Joseph, who were surely hungry from the long travel. So many things that we take for granted, and there was the Holy Family who deserved royal treatment but did not even dream of asking for it.
|Do you see the tiny bird perched on the grill?|
I remember a song that we sang in kindergarten, "Away in a manger, no crib for His bed..."
Before we went to my parents' house, we celebrated Second Daughter's birthday in a restaurant of her choice. Yes, I also had a baby several Christmases ago, and I consider that one of my most treasured blessings.
|My Christmas baby|
Over at my parents' house, we shared Christmas dinner. As usual, the oldies stayed at the dining table long after what was left of dinner had gone cold, and caught up with each other's goings-on. The grandchildren were busy learning a new video game courtesy of an
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The other evening, we shared dinner again, after many, many years. By this time, we had collectively experienced the gamut of human experiences -- the very happy ones and the very sad, too. But on that evening, we were together again, and the intervening years seemed non-existent.
"Make new friends, but keep the old. Those are silver are silver, these are gold." ~ Joseph Parry
On this fifth day of Christmas, the house is very quiet. Husband and I are alone because the children wanted to spend more time with their grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins (and the video game). And we allowed them. Yes, sans the usual long negotiations.
I don't remember ever doing this before. I must be finally evolving into a more trusting mom and getting the drift of the letting-go thing that every parent goes through at inevitable points in their children's lives. Or my kids have matured into individuals whose independence and integrity I can trust. Or both. Yes, must be both.
On this fifth day of Christmas, I am thankful that my children left their rooms in reasonably good conditions. Which means that there are no soiled clothes on the floor, the beds are made or semi-made (be thankful for small mercies), and their desks look, well, "studied in." They even did "cosmetic cleaning" (our term for a clean-as-fast-as-you-can-hide-the-clutter-just-make-the-place-look-clean-on-the-surface) in the common areas!
Now, those are not too ambitious, are they?
|To live the liturgical year...|
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On this fifth day of Christmas, I decided on my word for 2013. It is SOLITUDE.
How are the days of your Christmas coming along?
May they continue to be merry and happy!
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