Albeit very untrue, these were the words my daughter said to me in the middle of our special time in Siracusa once again. I am always so thankful to get to return here. God gives us such adventures and … Continue reading
I think I must like that word: insignificant. I’ve used it before when I spotted a moment in one of my favorite books, Les Miserable. You can read that completely unrelated post here. But right now, you can read this … Continue reading
The Christmas Tree.
I really don’t know why it’s such a special part of our Christmas celebrating. Maybe because it’s the largest visible item to mark the season? I’m not sure if that’s the reason, but I can say a part of the significance of it comes from all the good memories that surround the Christmas Tree. They come back to me as I sit and look at the lovely decorations collected over the years, my now-5 year old popcorn string (yes, it does keep! I don’t have to string it every year, and my son even stopped snacking on it at least 3 years ago, haha!) So here is my walk down memory lane, if you care to snoop, after we decorated the tree last night:
December 4, around midnight….I’m sitting here watching my sleeping children whom I allowed to drift off as they looked at our job well done on the Christmas tree this year. I’ll carry them to bed later. But now, I’m thinking about our Christmases past, at least the memories that the Tree reminds me of. I laugh about the one year we went and cut trees together with my husband’s family – my mom in law ended up picking the most sparce Charlie Brown Tree you’d ever seen. It was funny. But looked comically great once sprinkled with tinsel and covered in her various decorations. I also remember before that the year my husband was in Afghanistan for Christmas: the kids and I went with his family to cut a tree – with our boxer, Betsy, too. I fell asleep on the way home on my brother-in-law’s shoulder – a bit embarrassed about that when we got home and I’d left a little drool on his shirt.
I remember another year that my husband was home and we’d (well, I had, I guess) picked a ridiculously huge tree – it took up 1/4 of our living room. And my husband even had to cut the branches down in the back so it would sit near the wall enough. And when it came time to take that one down, he opted to saw it up inside the house to make removal easier. Then I also remember the tiny tree we put up in Florida at the vacation home that special Christmas with my mom and dad – and on Christmas day, we all went over to the assisted living for my last year to celebrate the season with my grandparents. Mom and I made lasagna to bake there at the home for a special dinner with them. Grandma talked about that day even up until she passed away in July this past year. She’d still say the same thing whenever it came to her mind: “you remember, Melissa, when you and your mom cooked that wonderful lasagna dinner for Christmas for us in Florida? Those people would pass through the hallway there and smell that good food and just get so jealous of us.” And then she’d smile and laugh. It’s still not come to my heart the full realization that I won’t see them again on this earth. But these memories certainly help.
I remember another year, I think it was last year or the year before, when we had just finished decorating the tree, and it made me think about Jesus’ proclamation that He is the light of the world. The beauty of the tree all glowing and inviting reminded me that Jesus called people to come to His light. So when the decorating was over, we sat together and read that account from the Bible.
I hope this Christmas tradition will continue to draw my children and myself closer together, and closer to the Lord. As I watch them sleeping (I feel I could watch them all night) I also feel the weight and responsibility to raise children who understand the meaning of Christmas and the love of Jesus. And my prayer is that God can use many of these tangible traditions they love to bring life to God’s truths.
So – if you took the time to read this and it reminded you of great Christmas Tree memories, share them with me please!
As I start wrapping up this vacation story, I hope you have enjoyed reading it. I’ll have one last post to make to complete the tale. I hope you have enjoyed reading about it as much as I did writing it out, choosing the photos to share, and remembering the wonderful experiences. I’m so thankful that we had this amazing opportunity. And of course, I’ve got to say that if you are considering a vacation to Sicily, go for it! It’s just such a magical place, so full of old country richness and beauty (and good food, too!)
(journaled after the trip)
” [June 18 was] the first evening we stayed out at the campagna to sleep. And that was super nice! I also love to stay with Mamma and Papa’, but it was so relaxing and more our style to stay out there in the kitchen/house…so it was so wonderful to get to do both. The night air was cooler, I woke up early and first thing made a latte and sat outside where I could hear the chickens and read my Bible in peace. Funny though, I did not get to writing anything that morning. Instead, I made breakfast with the American goodies from the groceries we had gotten on Sigonella base – pancakes and bacon! And Marcello and Elisa came over to enjoy that with us and Francesca and Marco.
We then headed out to another beach, this last day that my husband had with us (June 19th). This time, we went to Arinella. The water was so crystal clear and perfect, with lovely sand, a view of Ortigia across the way, just picturesque. I think that was our favorite beach spot yet.
So I am going to share excerpts and photos from our family vacation this June. It was really fantastic. Okay, yes, we did get to go to an amazing place with amazing family/friends – but I think the key that made this absolutely wonderful can be seen from 3 points:
1) God set it up – the original plan was for the kids and I to go. Then circumstances changed and my husband was able to join us as well.
2) We went without a crammed schedule. Our adventures and days out were well balanced with days in.
3) There was just as much time spent eating as sleeping….okay, that last one is kind of a joke (kind of). But really – the amount of time that we spent enjoying family and conversation and simple things like good food was the majority of the time. The activities and sight-seeing were truly secondary.
So, enough introduction, here’s part 1 – of I’m not sure how many, we’ll see. I won’t share it all, in it’s totality my journaling takes up 18 pages (typed!), but I’ll pick and choose so you can get a very good idea of this magical 2 weeks. Continue reading
and so many photos and stories to share 🙂 I’ll start next week, and tell you all about our two weeks in Siracusa, maybe even get my little song about that lovely place recorded to share here too. For now, here’s one photo with more to come: I miss it already!
blah! I have not had a serious sinus head-cold/flu/fighting sore throat in a while. But thankfully I feel a little better now. I can sit up, that’s a big step forward.
So that diligence thing: I am stretching in being diligent even when I don’t feel good! I’ve folded laundry, made food, and even did school with the kids. And now, I am going to at least step outside of myself a little more (even though inside I feel like curling up on the couch with a book) and go sit with my son and play legos. Here’s me, letting the sun inside 🙂
Okay, now, tag you’re it. If you had/are having/will probably have soon a ‘blah’ day, what did you do or can you plan to do to let the sun inside?
Besides the fact it only can happen when it’s freezing out? Sorry, couldn’t resist ; ) My husband and I were talking about what makes snow better than rain as we walked to town to buy our son a sled. And it’s definitely the playability factor. Snow is fun; snow brings lots of opportunity like sledding, snowboarding, snowshoeing, snowballs, and snowmen, igloos, and many more. When was the last time you tried to make a rain-man? It probably didn’t work well, if you did try.
Snow has substance that rain just doesn’t have. Snow can be held, built, and seen for longer than rain. Rain simply drenches the scenery. Snow completely transforms it. I’m not against the rain. I can enjoy a good rainy day with a book and coffee. But snow days are fun days. Snow can get school canceled, roads closed, and everyone out playing.
So I’m thankful for the snow. And I’m especially thankful for the people I get to spend time with as we enjoy the beauty of this thing God made, this white blanket that covers all that sleeps for winter.
So, Christmas shopping and giving…we have decided this year will be a good transition from the focus of getting to giving for our kids. I’ll confess, last year I overdid the gifts for them, probably in trying to compensate for our first year away from relatives for Christmas in a while. But this year, I want to get us back on track. So to ease into it, we’ve decided to make the giving the main event by working together as a family to buy one present per person. So that means my husband, son, and I will go together to get a gift for my daughter, the kids and hubby will go for one gift for me, etc. I hope this helps the kids to see how to put their hearts into being the giver, just like we did with the shoeboxes.
But speaking of giving, via my sister I saw that we are not the only ones celebrating the giving this year: Noisetrade has some Christmas music they are gifting to people, and with any tips they receive they are donating money to St. Jude’s Children’s Research Hospital. Go HERE to see that, but I’ve put a song here from the cd for your enjoyment from their free download.