Hello my friends.

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I havent mentioned much about Christmas while blogging.
I really havent been motivated to blog.
I am sitting in the family room tonight after teaching an evening class and just admiring the Christmas tree. I have posted a pic of our tree so you can get a feel for how IMPORTANT the THINGS ARE.
I am sitting here and can actually SEE LOVE dripping from our tree. Twenty five years of accumulated Love are hung from every available branch.
Betty my Mother in Law that passed away in the summer gave Tim and I an ornament every year. Then when the girls came along they got one as well. She enjoyed the Christmas around the world catalogs and would send us a special one every year.
Sadly to say we have had "TREE ACCIDENTS" many years and sometimes more than once a year so we have lost more than we have at this point. Bu the wooden reindeer and jeweled crosses and wooden plaid bears were from her.
There are ornaments for the girls from MaryEllen that are decorated with Precious moments, she was sure to mark the date on the ornaments, so we can think of her today and every year after.
There are ornaments that Tim and I collected together that I can never get rid of. We ar divorced and he drives me crazy but- Either way I have the ornament that says "First Christmas in our new home 1988" I can never get rid of it. It was a part of our history, all of us and that we cannot change. I wouldnt want to.
I have an ornament from a patients family from the burn unit I will hopefully never lose. I will never forget them and they will forever be in my Christmas wishes.
There is an ornament for each of the kids and myself for every year from my Momand Dad. Nana signed each with "Love ya Nana and Pop" and the year.
At the time that I received these ornaments 1997, 1999, 2001- whatever year it may have been I loved them, but truthfully didnt appreciate them as I do now.
I can see the ornaments from My Mom AND DAD, My Nana and Betty. Handmade ornaments from the girls, and now Jack. Babys first Christmas for each of my babies.
Davey got us an ornament with my nephew Danny on it with the year 2009. He is inhis dress blues and the most handsome Marine I have ever seen.
Of course the gift is well thought out and knowing the nature of his work he will most likely not be with us next Christmas in person, but he will certainly be in our hearts and his picture will be well displayed and so proudly until we can all be together again on CHRISTMAS.
When I pack away the ornaments again this year I will do it lovingly and with bittersweet memories of my favorite people. I know the day will come when I am no longer here to unpack these beauties. I am asking that whoever takes them home with them remember, that I loved each of them.
I would leave them out all year round if I could, but then the reunion wouldnt be as sweet every year as I unpack tehm and reminisce.
Isn't that what life is turning out to be though?
We are learning through our life that we need to appreciate our sweetest possessions when we have them at our fingertips, because someday-we will have only memories and anticipate our reunion with our favorites.
Now if you are wondering which is my favorite?
Cant do it, that would be like choosing my favorite child, I love them all- for all that they are individually and what each of them represents, a time, place, memory, funny or sad they are all irreplaceable.
Just like you are.

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