It’s Christmas Eve!! Time to open the last door on the Advent Calendar. Time to start watching the Santa trackers. Christmas Eve is a time of anticipation to the max.
But, for me it is also a time of calm. Christmas Eve was always a time of family for us. It was the night that we shared a meal with together. Christmas day meant traveling to see family, but Christmas Eve was for the family under our roof. Over the years we spent many Christmas Eve’s with friends too, but it always ended with the 4 of us together.
This year as a mom I find myself looking back on my sons. Life has changed so much since the first Christmas as a mom. Blake is now 11. The first few Christmases meant more to the adults than the children. I remember the tree filled with baby products and toddler toys. Over the years the gifts have changed. There have been bikes, skateboards, Lego products, remote control cars, and so many other things that little boys love. This year I predict finding more technology. The boys have changed. Their likes have grown up, and so have the gifts.
Each year the boys write a note to Santa on Christmas Eve. This is put out with the milk and cookies. Over the years these letters have changed and matured. My hope is that they see this as a time of thanksgiving more than a time of wish fulfilling.
As I look over the pictures of Christmases past, my heart aches for the little boys who I see in these photographs. I miss the littleness of wishes and dreams. But, if you know me this ache is short lived. I am not a parent who wants to turn back time or even freeze it. I’m a parent who sees hope in the future. I love to see my sons grow and change. I love my sons for the tweens they are today. While there are times I miss my little boys who just wanted a hug from their Mommy to make everything well again, I also love the boys I have now who still need a hug, but also know they need words of advice and kindness from me. I love seeing how their minds work and how they have changed over the years. I love seeing that they love life and embrace all the challenges that are set forth in front of them.
So, this morning I will be sappy and retrospective on Christmas Eves of the past. But, I will now move on and enjoy this Christmas Eve of present. I will look forward to seeing their faces in the morning when they realize that Santa arrived. When they see the gifts from him. I will enjoy watching them open the gifts that we have chosen for each other and see their excitement in what is in the next box. While still remembering my little guys.
Merry Christmas to you and yours. I hope that the big man brings you lots of meaningful gifts. I hope you spend the day with those you love. Thank you for joining me on this blogging journey through motherhood. I hope you continue to follow into the new year.
Merry Christmas to all… and to all a good