Jumping in Feet First
Growing up, I used to keep a journal. Only, I wasn't very good with it. I would write regularly for a space of time, weeks maybe even months. And then I'd forget to write for a time, months maybe even years. I would return to the journal and feel overwhelmed that there was so much I had missed writing about. So much that I felt I had to write and write to catch up some imaginary journal reader everything in my life. Needless to say, writing that catch up, sometimes would completely burn me out.
So, my dear blog friends, who are real, unlike that imaginary journal reader I had, I am not going to catch you up on everything right now. I am just going to hop right back in, feet first.
I do want to write about my very favorite moment from this past Christmas.
The scene, preparing the family to go pick out a Christmas Tree. The kids were all very excited and were congregating by the front door, awaiting permission to head to the van. My oldest (Heather almost 12) sat down on the floor and held her littlest brother (Brandon 2 1/2) to help him wait. She started telling him all about Christmas trees and all about the Christmas lights we would see. She was sharing with him all her most favorite Christmas things. There was not one mention of gifts or toys or the many 'things' that would be coming their way.
He watched her face with rapt attention and would repeat a word or two she was saying. His own excitement was growing as she shared hers.
In so many ways the past couple months have been difficult. However, I keep returning to that moment in my thoughts and in my heart. We have a strong foundation in our home. It is based on love and giving and sharing ourselves. I see it in how my children love each other. I see it in how they like to be together. I see it in how they patiently teach each other.
I am blessed. I am loved.
Soccer season will be upon us within a month. I think, unlike this past fall, we will be signing up again. So, lots of stories and pictures to come on those adventures.
Happy New Year everyone! Better a month late...then missing out entirely..
So, my dear blog friends, who are real, unlike that imaginary journal reader I had, I am not going to catch you up on everything right now. I am just going to hop right back in, feet first.
I do want to write about my very favorite moment from this past Christmas.
The scene, preparing the family to go pick out a Christmas Tree. The kids were all very excited and were congregating by the front door, awaiting permission to head to the van. My oldest (Heather almost 12) sat down on the floor and held her littlest brother (Brandon 2 1/2) to help him wait. She started telling him all about Christmas trees and all about the Christmas lights we would see. She was sharing with him all her most favorite Christmas things. There was not one mention of gifts or toys or the many 'things' that would be coming their way.
He watched her face with rapt attention and would repeat a word or two she was saying. His own excitement was growing as she shared hers.
In so many ways the past couple months have been difficult. However, I keep returning to that moment in my thoughts and in my heart. We have a strong foundation in our home. It is based on love and giving and sharing ourselves. I see it in how my children love each other. I see it in how they like to be together. I see it in how they patiently teach each other.
I am blessed. I am loved.
Soccer season will be upon us within a month. I think, unlike this past fall, we will be signing up again. So, lots of stories and pictures to come on those adventures.
Happy New Year everyone! Better a month late...then missing out entirely..
posted by oshee | 3:55 PM
2 Comments:
Happy New Year!
I loved seeing my older daughter explain the joys of the holidays to my little one. Like your daughter, she focused on family and lights and wonder... with no real mention of material things.
Of course, that didn't stop either child from expressing sheer ecstacy when they were presented with gifts on Christmas morning. ;-)
Don't forget to keep blogging. I now use my blog as an archive for all those baby books I never filled out and albums I never make.
Make it a routine. You'll appreciate years from now.
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