Christmas. For us as well as other families in the world this is both a blessing and a curse. Our children do not handle it well. Most children (the RAD crown likes to refer to them as 'neuro-typical, or 'normally-adjusted') also have issues with the me-me-me paradox of the season.
We try to instill the religiousness and the meaning of blessings coming from love, but children are short-sighted.
Our children, however are not able to see the 'big picture'. They want the toys, the glitz, the quantity, like there is a race to be won with merchandising and commercial gluttony.
This year, however, I really want them to make a memory, and possibly even create a tradition they can take with them into their adulthood. We received our lists from DFCS of a boy and a girl, foster kiddos, and all of their sizes and wishes for Christmas.
I cannot say that I am not afraid, after all we are responsible now for two kiddos who need a good Christmas just to feel 'normal' in a society that sometimes forgets about their needs. So, me and my kiddos will be shopping together for them, picking out toys for them, giving love and care to toys we will not have the satisfaction to see enjoyed on Christmas morning.
I pray and hope for my own kids to see the beauty and blessing in sharing.
Friday morning, while Matthew had the day off and we enjoyed getting out together while the kiddos were at school, we went to morning Mass at OLPH. It was his first opportunity to go there at the same time all of the students from the school attended Mass, and the homily was about seeing Jesus in your neighbors, and all those you come across in this life.
I hope Jacob and Tabitha learn to see Jesus in this.
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