The Week Between

The week between Christmas and New Year's Day has always felt strange to me.  Christmas is over but things aren't back to "normal".  Update:  This showed up in my Instagram feed this morning.  I guess I'm not the only one who feels discombobulated this week! 

Christmas Eve, I watched our church service on line with my parents. After supper (breakfast) Mom and I drove around in the rain listening to Christmas music and looking at lights.  It was nice.  

I want to be transparent in this blog.  Christmas Day started out very hard for me.  I was in the same funk that I felt on Thanksgiving morning.  I felt very reminded of the fact that things are not the same as they used to be.  The holidays now feel like a measuring stick of how different my parents are.  Mom isn't able to do much to get ready for the day.  She did make deviled eggs but something was a little off with them this year.  Dad sat down with all of us at the table, ate a few bites and went to bed.  He told me that his catheter was hurting him like it did before we went to the hospital last Monday.  We continued on with our meal and opened presents without Dad.  I was unsure whether or not we would be spending Christmas Day at the hospital.  

On a fun note, some of Rana's Muslim friends asked to make Christmas dinner for us.  It was all very good....and different!  I'd tell you what we had but I have no idea what it was called or how to spell it.   Rana told us and it all sounded Greek to me.  There's a joke behind that - I once had to explain that saying to Rana as they clearly don't have it in Syria.  It doesn't work for Rana as she actually does speak a little Greek!  (Kevin made turkey and dressing just in case any of us didn't like the menu.)  

The cat spent the entire day on the couch with us.  

Late that afternoon, Dad was feeling much better.  He told me that his catheter had been blocked but he "fixed" it.  I can't tell you how nervous that makes me.  We have an appointment with his urologist on January 7th.  I don't know if we will make it that long.  He's had 2 more days of feeling better than usual.  He even fried potatoes last night and said they were just like his mother used to make them.   

Daniel loves playing with his buddy.  

It actually snowed for several hours on Christmas morning.  It wasn't enough to stick but it was the first time I ever remember having snow on Christmas.  It was cute but I hope it never happens again.  I like warm weather!  

Mom and Dad celebrated their 62nd wedding anniversary on Christmas Eve!  

We are so happy and full of gratitude that we still have Blossom with us this Christmas.  If you had asked me this fall if that was possible, I would have told you there was no way.  She is our Christmas miracle this year.  We are blessed.  

Christmas sure looks different these days.  Here's an old picture of many of my Helms family at Christmas.  I'm going to assume that it was 1990ish.  I'm in the back middle with my cousin, Jason.  My grandmother is in the middle.  Growing up, we always had Christmas Eve with my mom's sister and Christmas Day with Dad's family. I'll never forget those days.  I came from a lot of love.  

Happy week after Christmas!  I'm in the office all week.