As everyone starts making their way back to work, we ask one another, “How was your Holiday?” “How was Christmas?” It is so hard to summarize the answer in the snippet they are really asking for, but to put it shortly: it was wonderful and too short!
The Christmas Eve service went so well that an old pastor came up and thanked my husband for his hard work, saying it was “the best Christmas Eve service my wife and I have seen.” What a compliment! I am so proud of my husband, who worked endlessly to pull together a team and a service to truly reflect the true Christmas story. He worked hard to keep his focus on Christ during all of the extra practices and late nights. Opening with a devotional and prayer, he tried to point everyone’s eyes up. After the service we left in a pre-packed car and headed to Illinois.
We pulled in at an early 11:30pm, with my parents and brothers waiting up. Crashing into our beds shortly after, and waking to the traditional jingle bells in the morning, it was Christmas. This year we slowed down our festivities to watch every single gift be opened. It was wonderful pacing it down and seeing the excitement and joy spread on everyone’s face.
With paper-crowns adorning everyone’s head, we had the traditional brunch . We watched nieces and nephews open all their toys. They cried with appreciation, and jumped with joy. Siblings grabbed their stockings and tore open all the trinkets others had lovingly chosen.
My most-surprising gift came from the most surprising person, my 16 year old nephew, Noah. Noah worked at DQ over the summer and saved his money up to buy me a very big and special present. He handed me a large box and I immediately thought of the times he spent teaching me how to long-board. I once mentioned to him that I’d buy his board if he ever upgraded…. But as I began to open it, it wasn’t his board inside. It was a beautiful sandy blonde board that looked just like a retro surf board, one I had spoken of before. He had bought me a brand new board, with custom trucks and my favorite colour turqouise wheels. He picked each piece and put it together himself. The hand-me-down would have shocked me, but this selfless thoughtful gift had made me cry. I am so very thankful for the relationship I have with Noah, and I wish I could be closer to be the cool aunt he could come run to when he needed advice. Although I am states away, his selfless gift told me he was close to me anyways. I am pretty sure I cried at the overwhelming love I felt, and I am holding back tears now.
I can’t wait to move closer to my family that I love so much. I want to longboard with my nephew, have sleepovers with my niece, to do karate with my brother… Someday that will be my Christmas gift.