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Found What I Was Missing

Cathedral of the Nativity of the Blessed Virgin Mary

Cathedral of the Nativity of the Blessed Virgin Mary

This Advent season started with being unsure if I was up for it this year. I wasn’t “in the spirit.” I didn’t feel like it was here.

Whether or not I was ready, the season came anyway. So we started our Advent traditions. Lighting the first candle of our wreath on the first Sunday and have continued at every evening meal since {forgetting to blow it out a few times so now it’s only an inch tall with two and a half weeks left to burn it}. My daughter opens the door on the Advent calendar to reveal the image of the day {no chocolates or treats}. We decorated our symbol of everlasting life and the light of Christ {also known as the Christmas tree and lights}. We placed the angel on top of the tree {not a Santa hat or bow or any other tacky holiday decoration that has nothing to do with Christ}.

But still I sat on the couch the first Sunday of Advent not ready for it. I just couldn’t shake the slump. It didn’t help that I was still having trouble with my conversion of heart and hadn’t been to confession yet. But there was just something else that I needed. God only knows what that could be, right? Right.

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How Santa Stole CHRISTmas!

It’s November again, meaning the holidays are just around the corner. I cannot believe how fast it comes around when you’re all grown up. I used to hear my mother say how time would fly, but man, I didn’t realize that she meant lightening speed. And I am just not ready in more ways than one.

Nativity-SceneThis particular holiday season proved an upcoming dilemma for my husband and me.  Our little one is not so little anymore. She’s the big 1-1. 6th grade. And still believes in Santa Claus.  But it’s not her fault. Her friends have already told her that he’s not real, but she didn’t believe her friends because Mama and Daddy were telling her that her friends were wrong. DENY. DENY. DENY. “Of course he’s real. Don’t be ridiculous. I don’t have time to do all of the stuff Santa does. Your friends are probably just mad because Santa only brings underwear to the kids who don’t believe!”

And then she told us that she argues with the kids at school about it.  Oh no! What have I done?! My kiddo is going to be made fun of because we’re not ready for her to grow up yet.  So we put on our big parent pants and let her in on the secret of Claus {and when I say we, I mean me, mean old Mama *Sigh*}.
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