Ah, Christmas! I love the lights, the trees, the bows and
bells and colors, the carols (especially Santa Baby!) – it’s all crazy-fun! It’s a birthday bash, with presents and wine
and laughter but no toast to the honoree who, by the way, is absent. There’s just something wrong with this
picture!
I emailed my kids. Trying to be subtle as only a mom knows how
to botch, I suggested that we all write emails to each other about what we’d
like to celebrate at Christmas. Hearing
their “not again” in my mind, I added, “That way our Christmas day would be all
fun” (I thought that was a nice touch) “and we could just have a prayer of
thanks and go on celebrating.” Not
hiding my agenda very well, I added, “If we wanted to talk about something
someone wrote, it would be OK but not necessary.”
Of course, no mother’s suggestion is authentic
without a threat: “Or I could prepare a
sermon (LOL! Just kidding!) and you could yell “amen” and “Tell, it
Preacher!”
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