This morning I awoke remembering the whisperings of my two precious sons gathered around the outside of the bedroom door just WAITING for us to wake up and come see --- waiting for Christmas to finally HAPPEN.
Now Christmas comes with much laughter and talking and gathering and movie watching the night before, and much peaceful, gentle sleeping in the morning of.
And I cherish this time of my life too – because I know it will not always be this quiet. If/When grandchildren come I will welcome again the chaos of the season and the sound of small voices and running feet with open arms.
Today will be spent with family ---I have a yummy dinner planned and the discussion around the breakfast table is which movie to go see for an afternoon matinee --- a family tradition since the boys were little. Right now it’s between The Hobbit and Jack Reacher. We will see. There is also relaxation in not over planning things -- in letting things unfold as they will.
I sit and listen as my husband and my eldest son talk computer programming and things far beyond my comprehension and I enjoy their relationship as adults together. Their joking and needling of one another warms my heart too.
I plan to sit and stitch a binding with my feet up ----keeping myself out of the basement for the remainder of the day – being the only female in a house full of males…..
Merry Christmas to one and all!