A Bittersweet Christmas

Yesterday was a fantastic day. It was just what I had hoped for and more. Quiet, comfortable, love-filled, relaxing. I could go on and on. We woke up early and opened gifts, spent a lazy morning enjoying the new. Made a big brunch and then spent the rest of the day alternating between playing outside and lazing around inside. I read my entire new book Twilight (The Twilight Saga, Book 1). Perhaps it would be more weird that I hadn’t read it yet if I were 15 instead of 30, but I felt a bit behind not having read it yet nonetheless.

All wonderful and lovely and fabulous things. All what I had envisioned.

Then my phone rang at 8 p.m. and it was one of my aunts. My grandmother passed away yesterday. It was fitting for her, really. She was with family, surrounded by loved ones on her favorite day of the year. She had a stroke last year and made a miraculous recovery. Over the past few weeks, she has been having seizures, been in and back out of a coma, and made yet another seemingly remarkable recovery. Just a few days ago, I sat at my computer with my kids and we talked to her on Skype (love technology!). We sang Christmas carols together and my sweet grandma did the best “ho ho ho” you ever heard over and over again, setting my kids into fits of giggles. It was all very sweet and wonderful and will be my parting memory of her. Her life was a good one, 84 years long. She had 7 children, outliving one of them. She has a lasting legacy in her children, many grandchildren and great-grandchildren.

I will, of course, miss her.

I had to do what I never imagined having to do yesterday. I stayed up until midnight so that I could call my mother in France when it was 6 her time to tell her that her mother was gone. I would have rather poked my eyes out, I think.

And so it goes that our quiet, mellow holiday season at home has abruptly come to a halt. My daughter and I will be hopping onto an airplane on Sunday to head to the frozen tundra, better known as Western New York. My husband is taking a few days off work and is going to have some bonding time at home with our son. I can see it now – ice cream 3 meals a day and lots of digging in the dirt outside. I don’t think they’ll miss me.

I’ll be back later next week. In the meantime, I wish you all a wonderful end to this year and a fabulous start to next.

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