“For what you see and hear depends a good deal on where you are standing:
it also depends on what sort of person you are.”
(the Mayor Christmas eve / Julie Cook / 2018)
If you’re anything like me, then the past month has been more or less a blur.
December is just that kind of month.
And now we’ll spend the next few weeks in what I call a December hangover.
That heavy odd sense of bluesyness bordering on depression which falls sometime following
the New Year’s celebration. It’s a heaviness that seems to blanket us
following the high that lead us up to Christmas to those quiet doldrums of a
grey, wet, cold January.
And that’s pretty much because we’ve made Christmas so much more than what Christmas
really should be.
But then we already knew that right?
On my end, the culmination for us was, of course, the Mayor.
Because Christmas is all about children is it not?
(Moppie with the exhuausted one / Julie Cook / 2018)
(Santa brought the Mayor an extesnion to Woobooville…a Wooboo teepee)
And whereas I think of our cultural Christmas being basically, more or less, a magical
time for Children that has sadly morphed over the years becoming something so much more…
with that notion of ‘more’ not necessarily being a good thing.
The contrast that our children are living with is what we’ve turned Christmas into…
that being, on the one hand, wonder, excitement, anticipation, the magical, the giving
and the getting but also being the chaotic, the frantic, the merchandising,
with the getting notion being the ultimate part…
A shift from what Christmas was…that being the celebration of a single birth…
to the Christmas that is… a month of mania followed by the doldrums.
But this first Christmas morning was more than this little Mayor could handle
May we be mindful to keep our focus on the one Ture gift we’ve each just received.
Here is a trustworthy saying that deserves full acceptance:
Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners—of whom I am the worst.
But for that very reason I was shown mercy so that in me, the worst of sinners,
Christ Jesus might display his immense patience as an example for those who would
believe in him and receive eternal life. 17 Now to the King eternal,
immortal, invisible, the only God, be honor and glory for ever and ever.
1 Timothy 1:15-17
It looks like your first Christmas with the Mayor was a wonderful experience for you and for her! May she one day realize the true meaning of Christmas and enjoy a deep faith in our Lord like her grandma! Blessings!
I’m planning on working on that a bit more ardently this coming year especially when we add a brother into the mix— that is if I can survive 2!!!
What a precious little angel and you’re pretty cute too Granma Moppy. The joy of Christmas is all about another little child, with human flesh and blood, but true God as well. There’s nothing like baby’s first Christmas. Bask in the afterglow.
It was a quick there and back as they had to turn around and head to her family an hour away— so we’re home – the tree is no longer decorated as the purging begins
Keep those spirits bright😜
Bright and purging!!🤩
Merry Christmas and may it continue throughout the year!! No doldrums… Not even in dreaded February. 🙂
Amen to that! I was going to say February but the Major arrived into our lives in February so now I have to count that as a joyous month despite the grey, wet cold 🤗
Yes! It’s my first born birthday as well… thank goodness otherwise that time of year is rough lol
I’d throw March in there as well since here in Georgia we can have a blizzard one day, an ice storm the next and a tornado following those…it’s our weather awareness month but many times the Awareness drill must be canced due to weather…. HAHA! 🙂
Haha that’s the best.
Seems that the mayor is getting exhausted being mayor. Has she thought of a lesser position so that she does not become over stressed?
I know! There she was, working on Christmas in her pjs no doubt…I do wonder if she’ll take a leave of absence when the little brother arrives 😉
What will the little brother’s job be? Dog catcher?
It has suggested he is to be the new sherrif in town 🙂
That works. He can catch all the dogs he wants and keep them at the jail, better dogs than frogs.
Truly! And I fear their dog, as soon as she realizes that another one will be arriving, will high tail it away as her life as #1 was rudely interrupted with the mayor’s arrival!🙀
Who knows. Our 4yr old grandson uses the dog as his partner in crime. He suggests something and the dog goes for it.
Time will tell 🤔
Thank you for sharing those pictures with us!
my pleasure, of course 😉