Friday, December 23, 2011
Table For Fifteen
Preparing for tomorrow night's dinner. Setting the table for fifteen. Celebrating Christmas Eve here, German style. As we have for the past nine years. Carrying on the tradition my parents passed on. My great-niece making her initial appearance at this particular event. A few days shy of her first birthday. Bringing her sweet energy to this family gathering. Myself, unsure of what to expect this first Christmas without my son. Obviously an emotional time. Not lamenting over it. Just going with it. Knowing each person here will be missing him too. Directing my attention to what is present. Simultaneously acknowledging what is missed. Therein lies the balancing act. Not tempted to wish this celebration away. Never. So much to be grateful for. The individual aspects of this tradition continually changing as they must. However, the integrity of the whole remaining supportive, reassuring, and intact.