Happy Holidays From TCWest10
Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 9:18 am
Well, kids...it's that time again. Hopefully by now, you've got all the shopping done, gotcher tree up and lit, and haven't started any unintentional fires.
I'm not a religious person at all. Don't believe a word of it, truthfully. Still, I tend to use Christmas as a way to mark the passing of time. We always take pictures of the kids around this time of year, and it's funny...you don't realize how much they've grown over the year until you've done the comparisions. The marks on the wall where they all measure their heights start out at around 3 feet, and there's one mark that's now over me. Looking up at the mark, I called my oldest son downstairs. "There's no way you're taller than me, Sonny", I told him. He said, "Yes I am !"
Nose to nose now, and I admit I'm looking up a little bit, but my neck hurts and isn't straight, and he's wearing sneakers.
My little victory won't last for long.
Everybody says, "They grow so fast", and it's true. They really do. If you take the time to be a part of it, you can grow with them.
We're short a kid this year, and forever. Her marks on the wall aren't ever going to go up any further, nor will we have the chance to watch her grow, and to grow with her. I don't know if it's made us closer or tougher, but I do know that we're paying a lot more attention to the little things; celebrating good grades with Pizza Hut dinners, chaperoning school trips, going to the choral concerts and ball games and not being too old to trick-or-treat or sledding. Slowly, but surely, we have allowed ourselves to breathe again. We're able to tell jokes now, and to not just break down should somebody inadvertently mention her name.
After all, it's Christmas...and we're all still here. Still growing, loving, fighting...and learning to live again.
Get your family together, love 'em to death...and have a great holiday.
I'm not a religious person at all. Don't believe a word of it, truthfully. Still, I tend to use Christmas as a way to mark the passing of time. We always take pictures of the kids around this time of year, and it's funny...you don't realize how much they've grown over the year until you've done the comparisions. The marks on the wall where they all measure their heights start out at around 3 feet, and there's one mark that's now over me. Looking up at the mark, I called my oldest son downstairs. "There's no way you're taller than me, Sonny", I told him. He said, "Yes I am !"
Nose to nose now, and I admit I'm looking up a little bit, but my neck hurts and isn't straight, and he's wearing sneakers.
My little victory won't last for long.
Everybody says, "They grow so fast", and it's true. They really do. If you take the time to be a part of it, you can grow with them.
We're short a kid this year, and forever. Her marks on the wall aren't ever going to go up any further, nor will we have the chance to watch her grow, and to grow with her. I don't know if it's made us closer or tougher, but I do know that we're paying a lot more attention to the little things; celebrating good grades with Pizza Hut dinners, chaperoning school trips, going to the choral concerts and ball games and not being too old to trick-or-treat or sledding. Slowly, but surely, we have allowed ourselves to breathe again. We're able to tell jokes now, and to not just break down should somebody inadvertently mention her name.
After all, it's Christmas...and we're all still here. Still growing, loving, fighting...and learning to live again.
Get your family together, love 'em to death...and have a great holiday.
hoping santa is watching over us on christmas eve saturday.