After that tender funeral, life went into a kind of suspended animation for the holidays. Christmas, New Year’s, family time, late nights, sleeping in and the general relaxed routines of the last few weeks are all blended together into one, long, sweet, twinkly memory.  Now the new year is properly here and I feel like I never gave the old one a really good send-off.  Or told about was was actually a very happy late December. So here goes my long, sweet, twinkly post:

Jeff and Ashlyn came from Utah to stay for the whole break, which was a delight. She’s just a doll–so game to come and spend two weeks at her in-laws for heaven’s sake. That’s a scary prospect at best but she was awesome. I admire her as a person more and more as I spend time with her. She is smart and fun and oh-so-good for my boy. He’s awesome, too, but I already knew that. Ashlyn continues to make us smile as we build our relationship with her, and may it ever be so–yes please!

One sweet bonus of that funeral was three days with my sister from Arizona. We had some happy times together and I’m glad she could come all this way to see this good friend who had lost her dad. This sister is fifteen years younger than me and when she went with me to help me pick out new glasses, the optometrist thought she was my daughter. It has happened often throughout that girl’s life. No worries, because if that means I resemble her in any way either physically or in spirit, I’m good with that. Because she is wonderful and I love her so very much.

Christmas itself was full of the anticipation and satisfaction of gift giving including surprises for everyone Even if they had done their own Christmas shopping, I managed to sneak in a few unexpected goodies. The big one for me was a snazzy convertible roadster–Eric picked it out as a surprise and it is SO fun to drive! We were already planning on getting another car, he was just nice enough to take care of the choosing and legwork and form-filling-out all by himself. Didn’t he do a good job?  Oh how we love our sporty Zoom Zoom car!

Santa came to us on Christmas Eve!

Three Kings with Attitude

 And so we arrive at today. 2012 is here. During this year my oldest son will turn 25, I will turn 46, my dad will turn 69 and my grandmother will turn 90. My 4th child will graduate high school. My youngest child will turn 16. Time dances on in the most surprising way.  I am blessed with all I could ever ask for and am glad I took the time to write all this down.