In spite of the fact that the house is trashed and I don't have my Christmas shopping done, there comes a time to attempt to back off from the stress and just be. My church today had a largely musical service, with pieces from Handel's Messiah, complete with a mini-orchestra. My grandchildren's other grandparents sing in the choir, and we needed to go. I needed to go! I figured I'd just cry through the whole service...but I only cried through part of it. When I was in high school, it was tradition for the A Capella Choir to sing The Halelujah Chorus as the finale. I know that piece like the back of my hand, and even though I can't sing anymore, it was wonderful to hear. The children enjoyed Sunday School. (Robin said she LOVED it.) In any case, I'm glad we went. (Mommy stayed home to wrap presents.)
After church, I took the children to a local Chinese buffet. In the past, behavior (particularly Ryan's) had been horrible, so I figured I was asking for trouble. To my surprise, both children were totally civilized. We actually could have some conversation! We went home and didn't do much. I did a little shopping while Meg did kid duty. Later, I took the children to McD's for supper while Meg finished her wrapping. And that is where my grandparental devotion fell apart. Meg got the kids to bed and everyone fell asleep first time! BOTH children wet the bed last night. (Very unusual for Robin.) So there was laundry to do before we could even put them to bed...
I have found myself to be emotional lately. Anything to do with the Christmas story makes me weep...which is my indication that something else is afoot. Perhaps it is sadness over years past, or the stresses of Christmas present. I'm not sure. All I know is that I am pretty exhausted. I will try to get everything done tomorrow. <sigh>
I owe so much to so many that I wish I could afford gifts for everyone who has been so much a part of my salvation this year. (You know who you are!) In spite of that, please accept my heartfelt thanks for all you are to me and my family...and my best wishes for a wonderful holiday. God bless you this Christmas, and always!
1 comment:
This is a late comment to this posting. I am Peg's sister, and I too have found myself to be overly emotional of late. I do believe some of it is circumstantial, however I'm finding that with each birthday, I do become more emotional. I cry or "puddle" at the least little thing that has sentiment, tragedy, or just the "aww" concept. C'est la vie!
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