It is Christmas Night
and here I sit alone.
My poor husband for the first time I have known
him in 15 years is actually sick with a
Luckily we had my brother and SIL over yesterday
and last night was at Mr. Brother's.
But tonight we are missing dinner at his
sisters with my MIL.
It was not what I had planned.
But I had leftovers and ate on my Christmas dishes.
It makes me think of the Christmas of 1977.
I was a senior in HS, and my Mother got the
stomach flu, we had a blizzard and well....
let's just say it was not what we had planned.
However, it is the Christmas I will never forget.
I made dinner, my first turkey. I was so upset
that I left the gizzard in! I cried.
But my dear sweet Daddy laughed and
told me it was ok.
But I was proud I made the entire dinner for us
And of course after the snow stopped and
Mom felt better we made it to my Grandparents
the next day or so.
Why is that Christmas so special?
It was my Dad's last Christmas, and I am able to
say that at 17, I cooked him a
I am really missing my parents and grandparents tonight.
Sometimes things do not work out they way we plan.
But as my Uncle Don told me years ago, "we don't know
why things happen they way we do but their is a reason".
That was the reason that season.