Friday Ramblings

Don't you wish life would take a break during the Christmas Holidays?

No bad news.

No cranky people.

No harsh weather.

No sickness or death.

No fighting.

Just a sweet Courier and Ives scene for a month.

last of the advent series, Isaiah 9:6

I think I have found a way to do this.

First, bring all your family in your house, lock the doors and shut all the blinds.

Oh..

Maybe not so much.

One of mine has to work the 24th and 26th, and the other would go stir crazy not seeing others besides her parents.

How about this?

Stop.

Just stop.

If you are in a crazy parking lot full of even crazier shoppers, find that last parking stall and pull in, and then just stop.

 Just sit for a moment.

So, it might not be a Courier and Ives scene in your car, and all of life might come crashing in, but still.

Take the time to stop.

To ponder. To wonder. To marvel.

I'm going to try this as much as I can.

I'm finding that the stresses of the unknown for my Brenna in the upcoming year are stealing all my thoughts and joy right now.

As the "normal" question arises in parents of Seniors:

"What is your child doing next year?"

So much excitement and EXPECTATION loaded in those words.

I asked those questions five years ago, when my eldest was a senior.

Now, when faced with that answer, I have fear and anxiety.

Because I haven't the faintest idea.

So I'll find that last available parking spot and sit before I go rushing out.

I will sit and ponder the words that a baby was born with the titles

Wonderful.

Counselor.

The Everlasting Father,

The Prince of Peace.

When the sinus headache hits like it did today, I'll find a friend to boo-hoo to and then stop to realize how blessed I am.

When I can't understand my crazy feelings about holidays past or just don't understand my feelings period, I will find a quiet spot and pray. Then text a friend. Then remember how blessed I am.

My friend overheard a woman in the store yesterday muttering, "why can't we have Christmas every other year?" Can you relate to the expectations she has to fill or the ones that aren't being met?

Me too. 

Thank you for visiting. Thank you for coming on Fridays and reading. Thank you for coming over when I actually post something other than a ramble. Thank you for your support and encouragement.

My wish for you this Christmas is a break from expectations and the ability to find a quiet spot and breathe. 

I'll see you back after the first of the year.

Merry Christmas.