I am HORRIBLE at keeping up with this blog, but hopefully I will get better at it.
Today I was working from home and had the Christmas music cranked up all day long. Song after song made me think back to my childhood. Spending Christmas eve at my grandparents house, which was filled full of aunts, uncles, and cousins. Occasionally there would even be a family friend thrown in the mix. That is what I loved so much about Christmas eve at grandma and grandpa's, any and everyone was welcome. There was always enough food to feed an army. No one left the house that night without a "to go" package.
Some of my best memories come from me being a little kid, one of the youngest of the grand kids, and having to sit on a coffee can at the "small" table because there were not enough chairs for everyone.
The anticipation of opening presents was so great. We could not even think about opening presents until after we had eaten dinner and the dishes were all cleaned and put away, which meant that we normally waited at least 4 hours from when we got to grandma's house to when we opened presents. Of course there was the occasional spat between kids (fighting over a coveted toy) and the mini-melt down from the overly excited and tiered child. But that was family. Things were always messy, load, and out of control but they were always wonderful as well.
I look back so fondly on those Christmas eve's spent with family and friends.....
Now faced with the fact that my husband and I may not be able to have children this Christmas ways heavy on my heart. I want so badly to have children and share with them the experiences of my past. I want to be able to create family traditions with my kids and grand kids similar to the ones I had has a child.
I pray each day that God sees fit to "surprise" Mitch and I with a child of our own. Until then I will look fondly on my past and hold tightly to the memories of my childhood.
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