As much as I love Christmas and all the days leading up to it, this Christmas, I found myself just trying to get through it and get it over with. We did have a nice family dinner on Christmas night with my dad and my brother and his family. I loved being with my family and made it as special as I could for the boys but something (someone) was obviously missing. My mom made such an impact on all of our lives and truly emitted the Christmas spirit. Through all of the tears we shed, we also chose to honor the day in a way that my mom would have. We know she's that special angel looking down on us and somehow that helps to ease our daily pain. I did start a new tradition this year to honor Mom. I bought each of us: my dad, my brother, and myself an angel ornament to put on each of our Christmas trees as a way to symbolize what Mom means to us and each year I plan to purchase a different angel to add to our trees. It will be a special way to remember her at Christmas as we decorate.
I will say that nothing beats seeing Christmas through the eyes of children. I love seeing my boys walk down the stairs and gaze at the tree all lit up with their gifts surrounding it. Ripken is at such a fun age for Christmas joy and although he was a little unsure about all of these gifts left for him, he quickly joined in on the fun with his brothers.
By the way, he refers to Santa as that "Ho, Ho" guy.