|A close up of our tree.|
|The three guys eating the gingerbread house they made.|
The "Christmas Express" train - for military families and their children. :)
|The big guy pulling the two little guys. :)|
|My little men jumping in the snow in their PJ's - an idea they came up with all on their own. :) I had blankets fresh out of the dryer waiting on them after their five minute romp was over!|
|The three little guys waiting for their train ornament from Santa.|
|The sad little poinsettia!|
But, moments like the one I had last night are the moments I will treasure forever. When we were driving to a Christmas party and passed a live, outdoor, life size nativity scene along the way, the boys asked me to stop when they saw the spotlight in the sky. We walked along a path of candles to watch the story of Christ's birth be played out in real life, with that beam of light streaming toward heaven and big flakes of snow falling all around us. All three of my sons then decided to sing Happy Birthday to Jesus at once. By remembering the thousands of blessings God has given me, it helps to dull the memory of the hurt of having a broken family. If anything, I am full of a deep, lasting JOY for God's incredible role in my little family's healing and continued growth despite our challenges.
Have a blessed Christmas! Enjoy your families - savor the peaceful moments. :) Even if your holiday doesn't involve everyone you miss, or it is a lean year present-wise... remember the many small blessings you have, and smile.