We were on the way to yet another meeting when — out of nowhere — Mr. Fix-It said: “Wouldn’t it be great to go into Christmas with nothing to do but decorate, bake cookies and go to parties?”
It’s been years since I had that privilege. My daughter was a little girl and the temperatures had plummeted to below zero for several days the week before Christmas. We stayed indoors, played Christmas music, baked cookies, made candy, and watched the pile of gifts under the tree grow larger. We talked about the Christmas story — the real reason we celebrate Christmas — and prepared for the Christmas Eve services for which I would be singing in our choir.
It was a joyous time. Stephanie was only five years old bursting with the excitement of the season. We had fun. We celebrated the traditional anniversary of Christ’s birth and prepared for a new year filled with hope.