It’s Christmas morning and Fern and I are the only ones awake, really I am the only one awake. Fern is curled up in her favorite chair overlooking the lawn and the lake. It was grandmas favorite spot, though the chair has changed. Grandma passed away a little more
than five years ago but her memory lives on.
We drove north to the lake Wednesday morning. O drove one car with Fern and B and I took another with Ivy. We’ve spent the last couple of days readying the cottage for Christmas and it looks and feels like Christmas. Snow is gently falling and all is silent on the lake and in the cottage.
This morning I came across a memory and tweeted it….
I remember reading about this to my mother in law in 2014 and sharing the picture book with her… peace and calm came over her… The Christmas Truce https://t.co/rdUm831Dw1 #historymatters #TodayInHistory
— Clay Watkins (@makingdayscount) December 25, 2020
And I went back and re-read my post about reading the story to my mother-in-law. Please read, if you have time – Stille Nacht. I remember that trip, vividly, it was our last to Ohio for Christmas. It had been our family tradition to be with my wife’s parents on Christmas morning and we had been since we were married in ’91. And now almost 30 years later, her parents have been gone five years now and we’ve struggled with new traditions since, I think we’ve found a place to be for Christmas morning.
Last night after we had finished decorating, B and I went to the only church that offered in-person worship and we arrived, late, but just in time for the closing and the lighting of candles. It was a different church, but as we exited snowflakes gently fell to Earth reminding me of Christmas in Ohio six years ago.
Wishing you and your family the merriest of Christmases and a Happy New Year. Making the Days Count, one day at a time, trying to be light in a very dark world.
Peace on Earth, good will toward men.
Where are you finding your light?