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"JOY FOR TWO AT CHRISTMAS"

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I have really been struggling this year preparing my heart and spirit for Christmas. Most everyone knows that my Mom is fighting for her life against cancer and barring Divine Intervention, this will be her last Christmas. This breaks my heart beyond words...
Yesterday, I was feeling under the weather. I awoke at 2:15 Sunday morning with all the symptoms of the stomach flu train, rolling into the station! I do believe getting a flu shot prevented me from a full train derailment! I was pretty run-down all day, slept a lot and ate very little! This morning I am back on track and raring to go! (Dave is a Railroader so this analogy just popped into my head!)
One of the things I did yesterday was watch one of my favorite Christmas movies, "One Magic Christmas" while Dave was at Church Bowling League (I have to post-bowl this afternoon). I have been teased by my family for as long as this movie has been out, about my love for this movie and their disdain for it! Yes, it's a knock off of "It's A Wonderful Life" but it's from a woman's perspective and it has an enchanting North Pole/Santa Clause twist that I enjoy. In classic form, after being shown that she has MUCH to be thankful for and that it can be taken away in an instant, the woman is reformed, focused and grateful for the blessings of her husband and children!

Yesterday that was me! I told Dave last night that my Mom's cancer is a monster that is consuming EVERYTHING in my life and the more I feed it, the hungrier it is! It's the first thing I think about in the morning, it's the last thing I think about when I close my eyes at night and it hovers over me all the day long. When the movie was over I sat there and cried because I have lost sight of so much that is wonderful in my life! I have been blessed with children, grandchildren, wonderful parents, amazing friends who are so supportive and a husband that I am more wildly in love with after all of these years than I was was back when we shared our very first Christmas together!
There is something about sharing your life with your best friend that brings comfort even when our hearts are suffering. Dave has walked this road before losing his Mom to cancer in 2006 and now his dad this past summer. Granted, his is a male perspective and ruled by logic and reason but he understands me...Our trials have bound our hearts even closer together. We've shared many Christmas' over the years; years where I was pregnant, we had small children, teenagers and now, empty-nesters.
I remember many late Christmas Eve's spent baking pies for Christmas dinner, wrapping the last of the kids gifts, filling stockings and then falling exhausted into bed only to be awakened on Christmas morning before the sun was even up! One year, before putting them to bed, we told the kids not to wake us up before 7AM on Christmas morning. We then proceeded to set all the clocks back one hour, ensuring us sleep until 8AM! Now THAT was hilarious! In our home, opening gifts has never been a "free for all"; we go in orderly fashion, taking turns so that each gift and giver can be fully appreciated.
Life is slower paced now which is enjoyable but I miss the frantic, noisy-ness of children living at home. Still, I am content...