A whole lotta Christmas

Its come and gone. Decorations were up and now put away. Presents were wrapped, and now opened and in use. Christmas tunes were on 24/7, and now rarely hit the radio. It really is crazy at how much work people put into Christmas all for one day. One day that is marked December 25th.

This year Christmas has been a whirlwind. I felt like it was yesterday that I was setting up my Christmas lights in my room, and preparing my roomies for the Christmas tunes that would be blasted from my speakers. My dancing in the shower while singing, "Mistletoe", and "Jingle Bell Rock" was cut short, and I didn't put a dent in my bucket of Candy Cane ice-cream.

The Christmas traditions that normally take place did not happen, but more than ever I was thankful right where I was. At home. With loved ones. My Family. Everyone. Gathered around. Together.

 

Christmas really is about the birth of Christ. It's a celebration of life. The MacDonald family too were celebrating the life that was saved on the 12th, and fact that we all could be together. It was nice to enjoy a Christmas at Kathryn's, where I was a guest and was able to help out when needed. Then on Boxing Day all my siblings and their families came to our home. 

   

All of us. Together.

Christmas is the one time of the year where I know all my family will be together at some point or another. I know this may change but for now this is the way it is. Brother Rob and his family travel home, sister Tara and her family drive in, and Mom and Dad (Grandma and Grandpa's) home will be filled with warmth and laughter. Love and joy. During Christmas there is no agenda except to be together. The kids play, stories are shared and memories made.

 

It was even the Christmas where the photo albums and baby books made an appearance all to see how red Grant's face would turn. 

 

Although this was a Christmas where I did more work than ever in the history of this 22 year-old, where I wore an apron most of Boxing Day, and when the day was over my feet were thumping with exhaustion; I was happy. I was soaking up Christmas bliss because we were together. I sat and looked around the table at the people that I love the most. Of whom I am so grateful for, and who complete me. My family. This Christmas flew by, but everyone was 'Home for Christmas' and that's what meant the most.

 

I know its a little late now, but Merry Christmas! 

I pray your day was filled with much peace, hope, joy and love!