We made it through Christmas, even though it was sad without Mom. We all felt her absence. Each of her grandchildren received a gift from her that Joy and I picked out from among her things. Hopefully these gifts will be a reminder of the love she felt for them. I missed her way of doing things, her delicious dishes, her beautiful smile. I missed her just ‘being’ there.

I wrote this little poem on Christmas night…after everyone had gone home. Don took care of cleaning up the kitchen, along with the Alex and Ian. I found myself on the daybed, with my feet propped up…laptop in my lap…looking at the pictures I had made during the day.

My home was filled with ‘happy’ all day. People laughing, smiling, singing, praying, eating. We played games, we opened gifts, we repeated, from memory, the verses from the Bible that tell the Christmas Story…Luke 2:1-20. We were blessed to have a beautiful baby in our midst to ooh and aah over! Beautiful, sweet John Thomas was a delight to have with us. I thought of the words of the song…”O, come let us adore him…” We all adored this sweet baby. And, how much more did the angels and heavenly hosts adore sweet Baby Jesus when He was born!

All is well. All is well in my home…in my family…in my heart…

It’s Christmas night,

The day is done.

The food put away

The dishwasher run.

We spent all the day

With our family near…

While missing the one

We held so dear.

And, though we were sad,

We didn’t cry.

So in case you wonder

Here’s the reason why.

Heaven , they say

Is a place to behold.

The mansions, the streets,

Are gold, we are told.

Now this is my mind

To think thoughts this way…

But, I would imagine

They, too, celebrate today!

In Heaven, it must be

Such a wonderful thing

To actually celebrate

The birth of a King!

To be at the party

Of Jesus, our Lord.

To see and to know

Just how much He’s adored.

I imagine there is singing

Happy Birthday…and more.

And, I’ll bet there is dancing,

On that golden floor.

And, my Mom is right there

To witness this sight!

I bet she’s been singing

All day and all night!

So, we can’t be sad

Or dreary or glum

She’s there at the party

For God’s only Son!