This season of fall and coming winter has been reminder after reminder of what was going on last year at this time. Our big vacation... coming home to figure out a care schedule, different events like the dance party and just random moments.... but last weekend... it was a big one...
Thanksgiving.
It was the Thursday before mom's birthday and subsequently mine as well, just like it was last year.
I called it "the trifecta"... Thanksgiving. day in between. Mom's birthday. day in between. my birthday! Bam Bam Bam... ugh....
Funny thing is/(was)... I didn't have huge emotional break downs on "the" days... there were a few tears here and there, but it was different than I might have thought. The week leading up to it though, I definitely had some major emotions. My poor husband got the brunt of ugliness, because it not only came as tears and sadness, it worked its way into other places and I had a hard time managing my anger. Little things that only needed to be little, turned into BIG things. Ugliness, that's what it was, but it had to get out. I'm pretty sure that's why "the" days weren't as bad and overly emotional. There's more theory to that in my head, but I don't feel like diving into it at the moment.
Next up... Christmas...
Atleast Thanksgiving was a good preview... Mom loved giving gifts, she was a giver... of tangible gifts and gifts that had no monetary value at all, those were the best!
My extended family wants Christmas lists, because we are a giving family and enjoy that part of Christmas... although this year it's harder than the rest because all I want for Christmas cannot be bought...
Mom always wrote an end of the year Christmas Letter... she sometimes wrote a mini devotional of sorts. She felt so strongly to drive home that this season is about Jesus coming and ultimately dying for us so that we might live. When I was a kid, I thought it was boring and wondered why the need, but now being older I can appreciate and understand her passion to let others know about the saving love of Jesus.
There's more thoughts and I want to write more, but it's quite late. The end.
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