So This is Christmas (Eve)

Here we are.

By we I mean anyone who happens to be choosing to read these words at this moment as well as me and my loved ones, including, but not limited to, my husband, my children, their spouse, significant others, friends, my siblings and their spouses, my nieces and nephews, my grammy, and all who have descended upon or will descend upon the ‘burg in the next 24 to 48 hours for our epic, fun, old-fashioned family Christmas.

It doesn’t feel like heavenly peace in my heart at the moment.

It feels overwhelming.

Even as I type this, another adult family unit arrives. I hear them in the dining room and realize We didn’t pick up the air mattress, yet, and wonder, Did the sheets get put on the bottom bunk in the little girls’ room?

I hear a fight song being hummed in the dining room and voices large and small and the glory days of HHS football being revisited.

This day has been full.

It started here at the table with me finishing up Christmas cards. Okay, doing most of the Christmas cards.

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The tradition of opening the present from Great-Grandma and Great-Grandpa Meissner continued after advent.

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Gifts were opened followed by dinner and then Christmas Eve service attended by me with Roo. It was a sweet time together.

In between was a lot of work. And a nap. I took a nap. That was kind.

Roo and I came home to dolls tucked into their new beds waiting for Christmas to arrive.

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Now it is late and music is playing from the piano and a game is being set up for the bigs while the littles go to bed. There is lots of talking going on, all at once, lots of processing, everyone trying to talk about big things and feelings all at once.

Wouldn’t you say that we are pretty tight?

My eyes fill with tears and my eavesdropping mama ears need to shut off now and my blogging needs to end for the evening so that I can emerge and engage.

I love my family. Happy Christmas Eve!

Thanks for heart-composting with me! I appreciate your words.