Christmas.

So Christmas this year was probably one of the best ever.

On Christmas Eve, we went to mass, and honestly, I was sooo impressed with Father Dave's homily.
"When we think of the true meaning of Christmas, it's easiest for us to think of the birth of Jesus. That's what most people think of, so it's pretty regular. But when you look at the flipside of things, you see Joseph trying to do what's best for Mary and himself. He divorced her quietly, which in those times, was all merciful. When the angel appeared in his dream, telling him to take Mary into his home, and to name the baby Jesus, he was all ready to take responsibility, and take full care of Mary. Then we're drawn to Bethlehem, the place of Jesus' birth. There wasn't a place for Mary to give birth, so Joseph, in loving his wife as much as he did, had to go for the next best, and available thing. Joseph supported Mary, and supported Jesus. So you really start to see the meaning of Christmas. It was the Joy of Christ's birth, and an emphasis of the meaning of family."

This was amazing. Because I had never thought of it that way before. I enjoyed the rest of mass, and went home to enjoy Christmas Eve dinner, with my family. My mom made delicious roast, potatoes, salad, and some yummy rolls. And of course there was eggnog, and sparkling cider for those who weren't old enough to toast with wine. (Or were old enough and didn't like wine. Sophie...Alex....Gramma...hahahaha) The toasts were amazing. I honestly remember everyone. Sophie's was to being healthy, and moving forward with life. Gramma's was the happiness our family has brought us. My mom's was how amazing our family's strength was. My dad's made us all cry. Every person in my family has had a heavy cross at some point this year. Somewhere where they wanted to give up. But the strength, and love and support of our family, kept us together. He loves us, and wants the best for us. (That's the gist of it. The whole thing was a lot longer.) Mine was about the importance of family. Being a teenager I assume that my friends can replace my family. But by doing that, I'm acting clinically insane. This year has shown me that your family is there to catch you when you fall. It's like falling off a trapeze without a harness, but your family keeps you from falling too far. Sara's was (Correct me if I mess it up. Mkay? (: ) about how amazing it is that she's got to have experiences with each one of us that has made her love each of us that much more, because she's understanding more about how we tick. She loves us, and our strengths. My brother was the comedic relief in a sense. We all went into 2010 thinking, thank God 2009 is over. Well, I wish 2009 was this last year, because 2010 has been pretty difficult. He continued to say that our family is what held him together, and that he loves us. Then Sara and I thought of 2 more. My grandpa Jim. I love him so much. We all do, but without him, and his amazing example of strength, we wouldn't be who we are today. And of course to God. God has blessed us, and myself with such a supportive and amazing family. God is the reason, we're all still around.

Then we ate, and talked and laughed. And watched my sister Sara on TV!!! That's right. She danced with The Mormon Tabernacle Choir for their Christmas concert last year, and we got to watch it. The camera man loooved her. (Who wouldn't) And so we got to see her a lot!! It was AWESOME!!!! Then we opened our pixie gifts. Sara had me, and got me exactly what a wanted: A book. It's called Oogy. Seriously, one of the best gifts I got this Christmas. I had Daddy, and hooked him up with some Ute gear. Because we need that for BYU valley. To remind them who's boss (: Then I drove Gramma home. As I opened the door, there was a gift for me on my front step. It was from Jesse. I heard his truck around the corner, and realized I must have barely missed him. When I took it inside, and my family asked who it was from, I blushed crimson, and they all knew it was from Jesse. Hahaha. So I took Gramma home, I wrapped all my family's gifts, and went to sleep. I always have a hard time staying asleep on Christmas. I guess it's that juvenile excitement that still exists.

Then Christmas came!!!!!

I got some amazing gifts, and everyone loved what I got them. I called Jesse to thank him for his thoughtful gift, and stumbled on my words as usual. hahahaha.

We had our Christmas breakfast, then chilled for a while I took a bath. Then we all went over to my Gramma Lynne's for Christmas dinner. We watched Despicable me for the second time that day. And enjoyed each other's company. Good day.





I forgot to mention. I did all my Christmas shopping on Christmas eve, because that was when I got my paycheck. I made Goodman's shirt a couple times, because after I made the first one, I realized I wrote: I <3 Procor. Great. So I went back to the craft store, bought more spray, and made the right one. I <3 ProcTor. Proctor. Proctor. Hahahaha.


God bless.