As Jared and I cuddled this morning and watched the Music and the Spoken Word (Mormon Tabernacle Choir and Orchestra...) this question entered my mind, "Why now, why at Christmas". And then I pondered. "What better time?" First off, I am not a summer time fan. I hate being hot. After surgery, I will want to cuddle up cozy with pillows and blankets and soft warm jammies, things I wouldn't want around me in the heat. Next, what better distraction, for me, but even more for my children. Third, I love Christmas! I love all it entails. I love the sights, the smells, the sounds, the feel, the taste. And this year, I get to slow down and take it all it. Isn't that what we all would like to do, really? And last but all encompassing, It's all about the little babe, born to a young woman who was overwhelmed and anxious about the responsbility that grew within her. She brought forth the child that would grow to be the man that would carry me,ME, a young woman (ok, young for breast cancer anyway) who is overwhelmed and anxious about the responsibility growing inside of me. This year I celebrate with a deeper gratitude, knowing that he will carry me.
"Why now, why at Christmas?"...I wouldn't want it anyother way.
