THE BEST CHRISTMAS GIFT OF ALL
This entry is part of a blog hop and is a bit late going up but I have a good excuse: my mother was in the hospital and I remained with her for the 2 days. Since coming home, I’m doing breathing treatments every 4 hours round the clock. So I figure that’s a pretty darn good excuse.
When faced with what to write, I was undecided. All I could really think about was that I was very grateful that my mother is with me for yet another Christmas. You see, 9 years ago, she was given 6 months. Stage 4 lung cancer. She has beaten the cancer. One of only 2% to pass the 5 year mark. But a Thankful or Grateful post is more of a Thanksgiving blog. So I decided on Christmas Wishes.
When this season rolls around, we are asked: “What do you want for Christmas?” And like everyone else, I sure have a list of wants and needs. But when it comes right down to it, I have what I want. I have my family. I have my mother for another Christmas.
At the heart of Christmas, buried beneath the commercialism and brightly wrapped packages and the anticipation of tearing into those lovely wrappings, is Family. Who do we share that morning with, the day with but Family.
We gather to celebrate the day and what it means to each family. We eat, visit, laugh, gather around beautiful trees with music in the background and share traditions and of course, those lovely gifts. But the greatest gift we share and receive this day is the love of Family.
I remember the first Christmas my mother was with me. I brought her to my home end of January, knew how close I’d come to losing her Christmas the month before when she was not with me. That year, it was day by day. Each day a blessing, each doctor visit a sigh of relief but when that first Christmas came, it was joyous. I still had my mother with us. And each year is a stolen year for she was not supposed to have survived 6 months, let alone nearly 9 years.
And every year that passes I am grateful to have that one so important part of Christmas to share: Family. My husband, my children, and my mother. So when asked what I want for Christmas, I have a list for my kids and my children but in my heart, I have what I want. Another year with each of them and another stolen year with my mother.
So what is Christmas to you. Who are you most grateful to share this holiday with?
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