I smelled the fir tree and admired its perfect shape. I had spent nearly an hour picking it out while Chris was shopping in Kroger. After stringing the lights and garnishing it with ribbon, I pulled out each ornament and reminisced about where I had gotten it before I hung in the perfect place on the tree. All of our ornaments have a history and I remember the people who gave them to me and places from which I got them every year as pull them out one by one.
There is one particular ornament that caught my eye. It doesn't have some great history. I bought it at Cracker Barrel a few years ago. It's just a little round mirror with the statement, "All hearts come home for Christmas." It ocurred to me that my children would not be home for Christmas this year, at least not in their forever home.
Chris and I had a great Christmas. We shared the true meaning of Christmas with our church family and attended lots of parties. Then we traveled home for Christmas and spent lots of time with our families. We even got to visit with my 93 year old birth-grandmother and my aunt. We hosted parties, cooked a lot and even prepared and shared a Birthday breakfast with my mom on the 27th. We returned home and de-Christmased the house.
This Christmas was an exciting time for me. I wanted to buy toys and clothes. I checked out all the latest and greatest toys, wishing I knew who my kids were and what they would like. I CAN'T WAIT!
On the other hand, I wondered where my children were and what they would get for Christmas this year. I wondered if they got a hug and a gift of their very own. I wanted them to be, "Home for Christmas."
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