Christmas Day
by Bella Rum
I woke in my own bed this morning. It doesn’t get any better. H changed the sheets while I was in the hospital so I would have clean sheets to climb into when I got home. I know.
This will be our Christmas Day. We’re waiting for the Grand Trio to arrive. They’re on their way and have inquired several times about presents. This gets their mother in a twist because she wants them to be grateful and subtle and unselfish, but subtle must wait a few years. They’re still in the blunt truth-telling stage. Sometimes this is charming and other times it’s a little though on the self-image. If you recall the melting chin and wrinkles’ story, you know what I mean.
It is so good to be home and to feel the warmth of home and family. It is my favorite place to be.
Oh, there’s no place like home, is there? I am so glad you are finally back there, presumably feeling better and under control and ready to greet Christmas morning in the face. You see, I believe Christmas is just about any day when you are with people you love and there is a bit of merriment going on! And I’m so glad the Grand Trio will arrive and hopefully be tactful! This brings great joy to me. Happiest of days!
YAY!!!
Well, not only home but a stellar pear picture as well – I’m serious – I love the photo because I love the ornament. How wonderful and what a relief you are home. I’ve just caught up reading your past half dozen entries. And it is with a sigh of relief that you are indeed home for the holidays!!!! Hey and look at you, using an iPad. All of these cool tools, just when I’m thinking about resorting to writing real letters, I am intrigued by the “tablets”and “pads!”
Welcome home and not selfishly but sincerely, look forward to ensuing tales of you, H and the Grand Trio! Merry Merry Christmas!
There is nothing to say but “Hallelujah”! I’m so glad you’re home – and my goodness, aren’t you right about clean sheets! Dixie makes me change hers every week without fail.
Take it slow. We don’t want a relapse. But enjoy every minute – and remember, recovering hospital patients are entitled to be selfish!
Merry Grands and Merry Christmas!
Having just changed the sheets on two twin beds (where we sleep at my dad’s house) I can say that H must really really loved you
So glad you’re home, and I hope you enjoyed the Grand Trio!
Welcome home and Merry Christmas!
Hope you are having a splendid time with the grands and that everyone is waiting on you hand and foot as you continue your recovery. Sounds like H got that memo!
Merry Christmas, Bella. I hope it was perfect.
It’s about the people and the place, not the exact day. And you know, I say let them be little and eager for presents a couple more years. I prefer that to sullen and no enthusiasm any day
Their teen years will come soon enough!