Friday, December 11, 2009
I love unpacking my Christmas ornaments. Each one hold a special memory or meaning. Some remind me of someone special. As I hold each one in my hand, I think of them and pray for them. I remember the first few years of marriage, Scott and I barely had enough ornaments to cover a very small portion of our tree. We would shove our tree into the corner of the room carefully arranging the only string of lights we had and hang whatever ornaments we had to the front half of the tree. Now, after 13 Christmases later, we have gathered so many more with memories overflowing our hearts. 3 more little people added to our family. I used to hate Christmas. It was merely another reminder of how alone I was. Now, I love it. We have some traditions. We have faith. We have peace in our home. Joy and wonder as kids listen ever so intently for the sleigh bells which ring in their imagination. I am surrounded by so much love. Merry Christmas.