At church they call Advent the ‘Season of Waiting’. That is the perfect definition of our Christmas this year. We had it all planned out. We would spend Christmas Adam with our old neighbors, just like old times, We would spend Christmas Eve at my Mom’s with cousins and babies and extended family and we would have Christmas Day here at our house with my sister and her family spending two nights. Check, check and ….nothing.
My poor nephew, Jack, came down with the flu on the 23rd. High fever, no energy…the works. Joelle and I had just been talking about how Christmas isn’t Christmas without a big family gathering and hubbub that comes with being together. It’s what we crave every year! With Jack being sick that meant we could not be together. That meant no Christmas on Christmas.
So we decided to hold off our REAL Christmas until Jack was better. (We just opened gifts from our own family and had Chinese Food with my Mom for dinner. Different, but not Christmas!) At first we had high hopes for the 26th. Nope…still had a fever. Then we tried for the 29th. Nope, still had a fever. Because of travel, work and fun schedules we had to wait until January 2nd for a brunch.
And as luck would have it JILL came down with the same thing on the 1st. Not even kidding. So our Jackson family Christmas was postponed again. We ended up celebrating with Allen’s family first up in Suncadia on the 3rd and 4th and celebrating Jill’s and Wanda’s January bdays at the same time. (Jill and I just went up a day late after her fever broke.) . It was a nice, relaxing weekend and fun to finally be with family. And we even had some snow!
On the 5th we went home and met the Harrisons so we could FINALLY have the Christmas we were trying to have on the 25th. Merry Influenza! Better late than never. (And the Seahawks got a win in the playoffs so that was a neat little gift too!
Not quite what we were hoping for but sometimes God has other plans and it’s a good reminder that we aren’t in charge!