These Clouds Will Pass...

I guess I'm going through my usual pre-Christmas Blues, only they seem to be more severe this year. Maybe because there has been so much happening in our family this year. Anyway, it's times like this where I miss my son even more. I know he's been gone for 14 years but the pain remains forever. I go into a state of imagining what might have been.... Would he have had children? I can only imagine. What kind of relationship would he have with his nieces & nephews. I can only imagine. Would he go out hunting with Allan? Would he still love to schnuffle his nose in the girls hair? (He used to do that to little girls.) I know he would adore Andrew. I feel like they got robbed. They never had a chance to meet their uncle. I hurt for Shelley. He was her only brother. I think about all the families who have been bereaved this year. All the families of soldiers killed in the wars. I hurt for my great nieces. Their mother passed away in November. My very close girlfriend who lost her husband this year. The list goes on and on.....

I need to focus more on the real meaning of Christmas. It's only because of the birth of Jesus that all this sadness will one day end. I also know this dark cloud will pass and maybe tomorrow I will see the sun again. I WILL enjoy Christmas with my family!

Mispelled Words

This morning I was at my sisters for coffee and she brought out an old German Bible that was given to her by an aunt of ours. There were numerous interesting, handwritten notes & articles inside the Bible and one was a scrap of paper on which my aunt had written & I quote, "uncle Johann died this morning of hot chicken disease". Well, we couldn't figure that one out because we both remembered that uncle Johann died of cancer. After alot of brainstorming we figured out she meant "hodgkins disease". How's that for spelling words the way they sound? I'm still chuckling about that one. Such is life...

I Told You So!

Have you ever given your spouse advice that he refused to heed? This happened to me about a week ago. We were on our way to a Christmas Party and of course, had to stop to wash the car. The weather was the coldest day we've had so far this winter and I tried to tell my husband that maybe it wasn't such a good idea. But of course, my suggestion went unheeded. Lo and behold after the party I convinced him to start the car while I waited in the lobby of the hotel. To my horror, I watched as he tried to open every door and finally after much difficulty managed to get the rear door open. The next thing I saw was this strange woman climbing into the back of the car and over the seat to the front. At this point I thought it might be best if I made my appearance. I ran out there and by now this "lady" was straddled across the front seat with her feet against the door pushing like a woman in labor and my husband on the outside pulling as though he were in a tractor pull. Quite the sight! I finally convinced this dear, helpful lady that I would just climb over the seat and drive home. Nevertheless, by now the interior lights in the car were on and there was no way of turning them off. There I am driving down Pembina with everyone driving by, seeing me with my husband, who by now was hung up over the passenger front seat, trying to get to the front seat. (I'm thankful we didn't pass a cop or we would have been stopped for a breathalizer for sure!) I guess this was not the best time to say "I Told You So Dear"! Anyway, such is Life!