Christmas Blessing or Curse?

We had our family thing on Christmas Eve this year partly because my daughter planned to go with her fiancinators family on Christmas Day, and because my brother was originally supposed to be in for the weekend. He had to change his plan because he got stuck in Chicago making a run in his truck. One of the things I HATE about Thanksgiving and Christmas is that even if I do the cooking, someone else always has a reason why we should do it when they want to. I would be perfectly happy to eat a bologna sandwich under the tree but my husband thinks Christ and the 4 Horsemen of the Appocolypse will come if we don’t have the whole kings feast for Thanksgiving and Christmas and he got worse about it after his mother died. Not that he didn’t insist that we have our own dinner when she was alive. My Mom wants to make the dinner but is not physically or mentally capable of doing it and so makes these grandiose plans and at the last minute, I have to try to pull off a hail Mary pass in order to have some sort of meal.

This year, in the midst of this my spoiled daughter told me she wasn’t going to do anything for her brother for Christmas because he was not nice enough to her to deserve it. I had a hard time not blowing a gasket. I mean, I do alot of stuff for my family without respect to who deserves it and when we get right down to it, we are all undeserving of the good things we get and we usually don’t deserve the bad things that happen to us either. She seemed to have at least a pretend change of heart after I told her I sorta felt like my life must have been a wast if all of the things I did for her because I enjoyed doing them and enjoyed seeing her happy left her feeling that I only did things for people when they deserved them and that was what she learned from me.

Of course, I know that isn’t the example I have set for her, she just needed a knot jerked in her tail.

December 24th, I woke up hurting all over and feeling like I had not even enough energy to breath. I guess the stress was making my Lupus act up pretty bad. I didn’t need to butI was almost too depressed to get out of bed Chritmas Eve and start all of that family togetherness. I didn’t need to put on any blush, because I had a nice Lupus rash on my cheeks. Oh, well maybe a little eye shadow and mascara would remove the corpse like pallor. Once I forced myself to do it, it turned out much better than I hoped for.

Everyone had a nice time, ate well and enjoyed their gifts and I felt like my life wasn’t so wasted after all, seeing their smiles.

FAITHBOOKING

I MADE A SCRAPBOOK LAYOUT IN THE SPRING THAT FITS THE BILL FOR FAITHBOOKING. HERE IS WHAT IT SAYS:

WHEN I LOOK OUT AT MY GARDEN I AM IMMEDIATELY REMINDED OF THE BEAUTY OF NATURE IN THE SPRINGTIME. MY GRANDMOTHER PASSED ON A LOVE OF FLOWERS TO ME AND SHE PARTICULARLY WANTED HER PEONIES TO BE IN BLOOM FOR MEMORIAL DAY. MOST YEARS MINE HAVE NOT BEEN, BUT THIS YEAR THEY WERE. EVERYTHING HAS BLOOMED EARLY THIS YEAR AS IF NATURE IS IN A HURRY TO GET ON WITH THE CYCLE OF REBIRTH. WHEN I SIT IN MY GARDEN I CAN ENJOY MY FLOWERS AND CONTEMPLATE NATURE. A PARTICULAR JOY OF MINE IS THE BIRDS. WE HAD TO MOVE THE FEEDERS AND HOUSES TO TAKE THESE PHOTOS, BUT WE PUT THEM RIGHT BACK UP. WE COULDN’T LEAVE THE BIRDS HOMELESS AND HUNGRY. ONE PAIR OF BIRDS HAS NESTED IN MY FRONT YARD FOR 4 YEARS NOW. THIS YEAR IN ORDER TO ENJOY MY GARDEN, I HAVE TO WEAR A HAT AND SUNSCREEN AND MY PORCH HAS A NEWLY INSTALLED AWNING, DUE TO MY RECENT SKIN CANCER AND LUPUS. BUT A SCRIPTURE OFTEN COMES TO MIND, “BE STILL AND KNOW THAT I AM GOD”. AND I AM THANKFUL THAT I CAN STILL ENJOY IT AT ALL.

THE LAYOUT IS HERE. 

WISDOM LEARNED

Did you learn some wisdom from your grandparents by example, like patience, strength, unselfishness, value of knowledge, love, action over words?

Journal how they taught you this. While I am typing this, one thing comes to mind for me. My grandpa told me that the most valuable thing he had to leave me was his good name, and my Father has told me the same thing many times. It is one thing that is hard for someone else to take from you. You can destroy it yourself.

FAMILY CHARACTERISTICS

Do you have your mother’s eyes or your father’s nose? Where did your curly hair come from?

People in my family tend to be double jointed.

When I started looking at old heritage photos, I discovered that I have characteristics that I got from Great Grandparents which appear to have skipped a generation or two.

What about going beyong the physical? Musical or artistic talent? Did you inherit someone’s personality traits? Shyness, sense of Humor, love of animals, or nature or appreciation of music?

Do you have some stories about this?

HISTORICAL EVENTS OF YOUR LIFE

There are places on the net where you can look up what happened on certain days or in certain years of your life. Try to remember where you were when they happened and how you felt and who you talked to about them. Do you think the event had an effect on your life? Did you learn something from it or change your way of thinking? Is there a reason you think it is an event that should be remembered?

I remember when Elvis Presley died. I was visiting my grandparents in Chesapeake, Ohio. It is across from Huntington, WV. Elvis was supposed to appear there at the newly built Civic Center. There wasn’t much to do at their house, so I was on the front porch listening to the radio. The radio reports were how I learned he had died. I remember feeling that my parents would understand the importance of the event more than my grandparents did if only they had been there. I felt like I was the only person on earth who knew the aliens had landed.