I guess life gets a hold of you, and before you know it days turn into weeks and weeks turn into months. You throw in the holidays, and time starts flying.
I honestly don’t know where the holiday season went. I didn’t have time to put up a Christmas tree, mail Christmas cards, do much shopping, or spend much time with family.
Surprisingly though, between work shifts, I managed to squeeze out enough energy to enjoy a crammed three hour Christmas Eve visit from my parents and Christmas breakfast with my in-laws. It took a lot out of me, but over the years I’ve learned to appreciate each moment I get to spend with my family because those moments don’t come too often.
I only see my immediate family about once a year. In fact, that visit from my parents initiated our first meeting since I got married in July 2009.
We repeatedly told each other we’d make plans to see each other, but our work schedules always conflicted.
Needless to say, it meant a lot for my parents to make the drive, knowing they would need to leave the same night.
And it always touches my heart, knowing that my husband’s parents are willing to adjust their holiday traditions to make sure I’m included in some form of a family gathering.
So here’s to family…and enjoying those special times together.
“The love of a family
is life’s greatest blessing.”