The Holiday That Wasn't

January 10, 2010 We have had some form of illness since a few days before Christmas. Have missed most of my absolute favorite days of the year... including 6 of my children's birthdays. Yes, as crazy as it sounds all 3 sets of twins were born the week of Christmas. It gets worse... the oldest set and the youngest all born on the same day Allie and Britt born at 12:01 and 12:02 on 12/20 and Gianna and Vin born at 12:11 and 12:12 on 12/20. If it wasn't a sin... I would be tempted to delve into numerology... there must be something to the numbers. But, of course it just means December is expensive and party, party time. Chris and Tessa were born on 12/28. So, obviously this is not the first December I have suffered isolation. Perhaps the whole seasonal affective disorder works well these circumstances because I have actually enjoyed the sleep, lots of board games with kids and much reduced outside activity. I did miss the holiday parties and caroling, but the Holy days did come and the sacredness of Christmas morning did arrive... as we rejoiced in Christ the ultimate gift.
The new year comes and with it new ways of doing things... new perspectives. New joys, new sorrows, new adventures.