It was good spending time with my family...finally celebrating Mama's birthday...getting to hug on Tommy...meeting his girlfriend's parents, her grandmother, sister, and cousin. I met my nephew's fiance, walked with Tom around my childhood neighborhood (seeing it with my ten-year-old eyes), and drooled over the photos from my sister's recent cruise to San Lucia, San Juan, and other beautiful, tropical places. Kendall and I ventured out into the stores on Friday, but not in the mad, early hour rush - we waited until mid-morning. We're not cutthroat shoppers. Daddy went with me Saturday morning to take pictures of my old chemical plant and the old Capitan Theater, where I spent tons of other Saturday mornings when I was growing up.
But it's good to be home again, even though it means laundry and grocery shopping. I'm easing back into it - I watched "Tropic Thunder" with Tom last night - he even laughed a few times- then church this morning, and a walk with Tom and 'the boys' - Charly, Max, and Frankie- after lunch. I wish I had taken my camera...there was this perfect shot of Tom with the dogs on one side and Frankie on the other, all lined up, walking down our dirt road.
Kendall and Daniel are watching a movie together right now, then I'm recruiting them to help me carry the boxes of Christmas decorations upstairs. It's that time again. When the first Advent candle was lit at church this morning, I asked God to help me stay focused on the true meaning of the season, and not get caught up stressing over decorations, cards, and gifts. I think there's a place for all of those, but if they push you across the stress line, then you've lost focus. With my screenplay and class portfolio due date zooming up on me, Boy Scout treasurer duties popping up, and Christmas details to tend to, it will be VERY easy for me to cross that stress line this week. I'm determined to fit some time in each day for reflection.