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Christmas Blessings
This year’s Christmas was a strange one.
Normally it is my favorite holiday. I start shopping back in August, and by the end of November I’m done. This year that did not happen.
Because of all the craziness going on in our nation along with some personal family issues and my son moving back home, money was seriously tight. The stress of everything on top of everything (if that makes any sense) made a huge impact on my state of mind.
Not only by mid-November had I not bought any presents, but I didn’t have the money to, nor did I even want to. With two kids, it killed me. Luckily, my husband took over the Christmas shopping.
Now, the kids knew money was tight. My youngest, age 17, sent me his Christmas list. Each item was less than twenty dollars.
“Mom, if you can’t afford to get any of the things on my Christmas list, that’s okay. If you get me a bag of my favorite chips, I’d be happy.”
It was the exact reminder I needed that Christmas wasn’t about the presents. It warmed my heart that I had raised boys who understood the value of a dollar and weren’t raised needing material items.
By the time Christmas day arrived, my closet was full of presents. Most were items for the boys that they needed or could use, but there were a few surprises that I knew would…