Yesterday, as we were clearing out and cleaning Tala's house for the second weekend in a row, Jeremy commented that it really didn't feel like Christmas. I don't know how it's supposed to with all that we are dealing with. I still have presents to buy and people that I still have no idea what I am getting them. This is the least prepared I have ever been for Christmas and, with Tala's funeral next weekend, Christmas won't make it to the top of the priority list until just days before the big day.
Thankfully, other people have built at least a little joy into the season for us. On Friday, Merrick had a basketball game. Unfortunately, we had our first loss of the season, but at half time, CC and Isabel's dance team performed. It was so fun to have two of my three kids sharing the court/stage, doing something they love.
We also did have our ward Christmas party last night. It was Christmas morning themed with breakfast for dinner and a white elephant gift exchange. Merrick was one of the first to go and scored with a fishing pole that was promptly stolen from him. In the end, he ended up with playdough that will be donated to my work toy drive. Oh well. You win some, you lose some.
We are taking it one day at a time, trying to focus on the little moments of joys, and hoping the Christmas spirit will find us soon.
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