It’s in….eighteen days. I’m in denial. I’m avoiding thinking about it or planning anything because I will really be missing having my little, immediate family together on Christmas morning. Just writing this I’m tearing up, and if you know me you know I don’t cry all that much. I’m disappointed. And sad. But I’m still trying to be content and thankful wherever I am.
I am surrounded by a supportive, loving extended family.
Every day and every step gets us closer to being together as a family.
My children are happy.
I get to see and talk to Stephen everyday.
I’ll get to spend time with people this holiday season who I wouldn’t see if I was on the other side of the world.
The circumstances will not take away my joy – joy that comes from celebrating the quiet truth in this season.
PS – My apologies to all of my family who I have avoided planning things with. I’ll work on that!