When I climbed into bed last night I thought to myself "that was a beautiful Christmas".
Everything went smoothly, we all had a lovely time with lots of laughter, chatter and joy. It was also a special delight to share this Christmas with my son and his gorgeous wife.
We ate far too much food with ham, baked potatoes and salad for lunch followed by a mocha cheesecake (full of calories) and in the evening my DH barbecued the turkey which we had with roasted vegetables baked in lemon, butter and garlic (no room for plum pudding!). There was also plenty of food to hand out to the sons so they could take home and share the leftovers.
We all received wonderful gifts and felt very spoilt. It wasn't necessarily the most expensive gifts that brought the most fun. My youngest son loved his "watermelon" coloured socks and my eldest son and his wife loved the "how to be a perfect husband/wife" books I bought them (written in the 1950s) and quoted lines from them to each other and having lots of fun and giggles!! My husband loved his mini daleks as they brought back fond childhood memories.
Even though the weather was grey (very overcast) and cold (quite a change from the heat we have had all week), it didn't rain and we could still eat lunch outdoors in the garden. My husband had arranged the table beautifully and made sure no one was going to be bitten by mossies!!
My eldest son did buy me that butterfly necklace I shared with you a few weeks ago and I am wearing right now. Its beautiful and will be much loved!
This morning my youngest son came home looking very upset and fragile. Whilst I thought Christmas Day had gone so well, things hadn't turned out as good for him. He was visiting his girlfriend yesterday evening when she was alerted by her mother to a comment on Facebook written by a friend of their family. Concerned for the young man in question they drove to his home at around 11pm to find him overdosed on the floor and hardly conscious. He had attempted suicide. Thanks to fast thinking and deciding to check on him, he survived. I think there is a message for everyone in this - we do need to check on friends and family to make sure they are ok.
To matters worse, my son dropped his phone and shattered the glass (which he has now had fixed) and sadly one of his favourite fish died this morning. Like all mothers, my heart was weeping for him. No 20 year old should have to witness what he did last night and I wish I could have shielded him from that, but one cannot wrap their children in cotton wool all their lives. And whilst what he saw was horrible, he did save a young man life.
It brought home to me, that whilst I and my family had a wonderful and happy Christmas, there are many who are suffering from mental illness (or just loneliness) who find life very difficult to cope with and see no reason to keep living. In a world that is so wrapped up in "self", we have forgotten how to reach out to those in need. We all need to do this more.
Now the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, that ye may abound in hope, through the power of the Holy Ghost.