Hey, Mom! How are you?
Merry Christmas. I wish I could say it’s a great Christmas, but it’s not. Of course, your absence is the worst part of this Christmas. But things just got so messed up this year. On Tuesday, Ramsey’s school called me to pick her up because someone in her class had been diagnosed with Covid. We got a test for her on Thursday, and it came back positive. My baby has the thing that killed you. So far, she seems ok: just a low fever and a couple of coughs. She definitely doesn’t feel well. She actually took a nap yesterday, which she never does. So, her diagnosis was the start of the end of my Christmas plans.
I was supposed to host Christmas this year. I had started getting the house in order to accommodate everyone. I had even assigned rooms: guest room for Jennifer, Ramsey’s room for Winnie, the 3rd floor lounge pullout for Jade and Charlotte, and the 3rd floor playroom for Austin, Chloe, and Link. Cliff and I had even gotten a fence company to come out to create a partition in the back yard so that the little dogs could have an area outside safe from the big dogs. So, I was sad to have to cancel everything last minute. We’ll still get together sometime, but not for Christmas.
We also couldn’t celebrate with Cliff’s family. We had planned to have Christmas Eve lunch with them and then open gifts. Instead, Sandra dropped off lunch and a couple of gifts for Ramsey. We’ll have to celebrate with them at a later date as well. Ramsey did get a collection of stuffed animals she wanted from her Nanie and PaPa, which she is gleefully playing with right now.
We did put a tree up this year, but we didn’t even decorate it. It’s a new tree with fiber optic lights, but I just couldn’t get myself together enough to even get out all the decorations. So the reindeer stayed sequestered in the attic, along with the bins of ornaments and stockings. Jennifer said she wasn’t in the Christmas spirit this year; I guess the same can be said for me. I did muster up the motivation to make Cookies for Santa, which Cliff and Ramsey happily agreed to be taste testers.
I did get you a present. My plan had been for us to get a family picture with this present. I know you would have liked it.
I know these were your favorite candies, and I really wanted a family photo of us all enjoying them in memory of you. Instead, I will keep them in the fridge until we have that moment.
Merry Christmas, Mom. I wish you could have celebrated with everyone. I love you.
Hey, Mom! How are you? 