I am so proud of my family. I guess everybody feels like their family is the best . . . dysfunctions and all. As long as we stay out of a car, we are okay. (I just close my eyes when my fighter-pilot son drives and my middle daughter does the same when her father is behind the wheel.)
I love everyone in this picture, including the dog. I love them with all my heart. I don’t say it out loud to them because we’re not that kind of a family. But I love them. I love my children, I love the people they chose to marry, I love the dog, and I REALLY love that baby . . . I loved Christmas this year because for the first time in four years, we were all together. For the first time in four years, I could look down the pew on Christmas Eve at the church at Luke Air Force Base and see all of my family in a row.
We ate brisket and roasted vegetables—and it didn’t matter that the red potatoes weren’t exactly done and that we forgot the biscuits (they taste okay as a third course, too). And I suppose that Christmas felt a little weird to my daughter-in-law and my son-in-law because somewhere (California or Minnesota), their own families were celebrating Christmas the way they remembered doing it all their lives. But it was important that they were there, with us, this new family that we have created.
So this Christmas Eve picture was taken after we had all been to Christmas Eve church at Luke Air Force Base. My son propped a camera up on a little tripod, set the timer, and ran like a bunny to grab his place next to the dog. This is my family. The one I’m really proud of, the one that I really love.
I love everyone in this picture, including the dog. I love them with all my heart. I don’t say it out loud to them because we’re not that kind of a family. But I love them. I love my children, I love the people they chose to marry, I love the dog, and I REALLY love that baby . . . I loved Christmas this year because for the first time in four years, we were all together. For the first time in four years, I could look down the pew on Christmas Eve at the church at Luke Air Force Base and see all of my family in a row.
We ate brisket and roasted vegetables—and it didn’t matter that the red potatoes weren’t exactly done and that we forgot the biscuits (they taste okay as a third course, too). And I suppose that Christmas felt a little weird to my daughter-in-law and my son-in-law because somewhere (California or Minnesota), their own families were celebrating Christmas the way they remembered doing it all their lives. But it was important that they were there, with us, this new family that we have created.So this Christmas Eve picture was taken after we had all been to Christmas Eve church at Luke Air Force Base. My son propped a camera up on a little tripod, set the timer, and ran like a bunny to grab his place next to the dog. This is my family. The one I’m really proud of, the one that I really love.
5 comments:
YEAH! You are back!! and what a good-looking group! Thanks for the family picture...sounds like you had a nice Christmas-a true spirit of the season deal-happy to be together and "oh well" on the less than perfect Martha Stewart type meal! Making memories:)
What a happy grandma you are! Your family is beautiful.
You all do look very happy. I'm glad for all of you LR
I love this family, too! The rest of the roasted vegetables were quite tasty! :)
lol,so nice
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