It's not the bonus checks or the vacation time. It's not the stress or the hustle and bustle or the traffic jams. It's not the trampling or the camping overnight to get the best gift. It's not the most expensive wine or the best food.
It's not Santa.
It's not the perfect tree.
It's the joy.
It's the joy of giving and the joy of receiving. It's the joy the Christmas movies bring and it's the memories the Christmas parties make. It's the joy the goodies bring to the people you share them with. It's the joy felt in the air as people finish up their shopping. It's the anticipation of Christmas morning.
And it's the magic.
It's the magic of believing.
It's about being around those you love. Your friends and your family. And it's about remembering those who are no longer with us.
It's about creating memories and traditions and love.
It's about being together.
It's about faith and hope and love.
And most importantly, it's about Jesus. If Jesus wasn't born, we wouldn't have Christmas.
The Christmas Starfish
I feel extra blessed this holiday season. Just being healthy and loved and able to spend time with my family and friends is the best gift.
I created special memories with my dad this holiday season, attended Christmas Eve service at Hope with my mom and dad and took coffee to a few co-workers the morning of Christmas Eve.
Yesterday, my dad and I went to the cemetary where my Grandma and Grandpa are buried. We always spent Christmas Eve with them, so it just felt right to be there. This is the 2nd Christmas without either one of them. I know they were looking down over us this Christmas, bringing joy to our hearts and helping us remember what is Christmas is truly all about.
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