Christmas Reminder: Don't Forget to Feel the Love

It's Christmas Eve.  I'm not sure why, but it doesn't feel like Christmas Eve.  When trying to figure out what to blog about while I'm waiting impatiently for my workday to be over it was suggested that I write about the Christmas spirit.  I couldn't quite figure out how, since it doesn't feel like Christmas.
I'm hoping that as we start our Christmas Eve traditions tonight I'll be more in the spirit.  I started out the season in the spirit and as we have gotten closer I've slowly, but surly, lost it.  As I sit here contemplating why I lost it and where it went I realized that it doesn't matter a whole lot.  What matters is that I get it back by the time I pick PJ up from his dad's after work tonight.

You never know the last time you are going to get to spend time with someone. People say it all of the time but the older you get the more truth rings in this statement.   I want to remember that this year, and really always, and I want everyone in my life to remember that statement.  It's really easy to get caught up in the big (and little) things that weigh on us everyday and forget the things that make those same days special.

I'm lucky enough to get to spend this Christmas with my Grandparents,

I'm lucky enough that the man that I am ridiculously in love with is here for Christmas this year, rather than 1,000 miles away.

I'm lucky enough that my child is still just innocent enough to believe me when I tell him there is a Santa Claus, rather than believe his friends when they say there isn't.

I am lucky enough to spend this Christmas with both of my parents, five Christmases after my dad was diagnosed with stage four cancer.

I'm lucky enough to get to have an amazing second family to spend an entire extra day of Christmas with.

I'm lucky.  And it doesn't matter if I'm in the Christmas spirit or not.  As long as I can remember how lucky I am the spirit of the season will take care of itself.

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