“Mom, shouldn’t you have bought that present by now?”
I looked at my college boy, stopped hard and swallowed down all manner of responses as the days that had been our December played like a reel through my thoughts.
It was December 24th. What should have been the eve of a sacred day celebrating the birth of Jesus.
But celebrating the sacred was nowhere to be seen right then as I was scrambling to finish THE LIST.
You know — all the things that must be done to have Christmas. The kind of Christmas that will light up your children’s eyes. The kind of Christmas that will create the warmest, most beautiful family memories for years to come.
That December, one of my sons had asked for a shotgun. Not a problem, unless you’re a suddenly single mom of seven. My husband had passed away and he was the one who knew everything about guns.
But I was determined to create a wonderful Christmas. I researched and shopped and right when I thought I knew the difference between a pump-action and single-shot, that son mentioned he’d rather have a fishing pole.
I knew nothing about fishing poles.
That was the December 24th tailspin my oldest son found me in when I asked him to please pick out a fishing pole for his brother.
Focusing on THE LIST might give us the kind of Christmas we want, but so often at the expense of what we need.
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