When Your Christmas Isn't What You Planned
The sun is coming up on this beautiful day after Christmas, golden rays through cloudy, cold windows. I have a heater going in the bedroom where I'm typing and a fire in the fireplace downstairs. Our little Daschund, Jack, refuses to give up his bed yet, even after I put a sweater on him. Christmas didn't go quite as I expected this year. A bad cold kept me from the Christmas Eve party and Christmas Day dinner that I had planned to attend with loved ones. It's threatened to keep me from my family's traditional tea party this evening as well. My sewing projects and reading plans were hindered by runny eyes. A broken oven sidelined the holiday delights I tried to cook for my husband and children. Not quite as planned. Yet, it has been a beautiful time with my guys, who chose to stay with me instead of going out. My oldest child filled our stockings and read us the Christmas story from Luke 2. We opened lovingly-chosen and lovingly-wrap...