It was a wonderful Christmas and I found myself being grateful. I wanted to record these things before my mind forgets :)
Today we had everyone over for Christmas dinner. I was telling my friend that Lee picked up the groceries for Christmas Day and I did Christmas Eve. She said she wouldn’t want to make two lists. I explained to her that I didn’t give Lee a list or ask him to go to the store. He went to the store and picked up everything we needed without being asked. He did the same thing for Thanksgiving. The other women that were at our house had so many questions on how “I got him to do this.” Lee is my partner in life and he always does his share of the work without me asking. He knows what we need because he has eaten the holiday food for years (with the exception of Christmas Eve food which we just started when we purchased this house). I know what these women mean about their husbands not pitching in because my father was that way. I think this has more to do with Lee’s upbringing than me. Lee was raised by parents who both taught their sons to do their part in their home – every night the sons were in charge of clearing the table and cleaning the dishes. If Lee has been to your house, you will see that he is champion dish washer. We have a dishwasher, but I rarely use it because Lee prefers to wash the dishes. This Christmas I am grateful to Lee’s parents for raising him to be a wonderful person.
Days before Christmas, I met up with a friend for a coffee. We were talking about Christmas songs. Her favorite is the Little Drummer Boy. She explained that it was her favorite because she could imagine the wonderful sight of Our Lord’s Birth with all of the animals gathered around the manager keeping time with the drummer’s drum. And for days I couldn’t stop thinking about the glorious sight that must have been seen the night the Lord was born. I am thankful for friends who vividly see the world and strengthen my faith. Merry Christmas!