Part 2

Ok, let me elaborate a little bit on my previous post...

I was talking to my sister tonight about the bummed out spirit of Christmas I'm having and I came to realize things a little more clearly...

It's not so much about me, but rather me FINALLY realizing that Christmas isn't always fun for everyone. It can stir up a lot of emotions and past memories. This all might sound cheesy to you, but I have really been in deep thought and felt concern about it.

I think of everyone who has a loved one fighting in Iraq and how Christmas is such a reminder for that because they aren't here...

I think of our dear family friends, the Carvers, who have now gone six months without their son and will have to experience a painful Christmas without him...

I think of my little cheerleader whose dad was injured at work over Thanksgiving break and has had both of his feet amputated. Their family will have to spend Christmas at Erlanger and mentally prepare for a completely different way of life that lies ahead of them...

I don't mean to be debbie downer by any means, but it stirs up a lot of feelings in me to know not everyone will get to experience such a pleasant Christmas, as I'm sure I will experience. Thus, even more the reason to do something for someone else.

So, I guess in reality, me sitting by myself "people watching" in Hamilton Place should be the least of my concerns.

I'm terribly grateful for a wonderful, healthy, whole family that actually seems to be multiplying very quickly!