As the Curtain Closes . . .

Since holidays are not generally the easiest of times for me, I'm a bit relieved to see this year's holiday season coming to and end. However, I will be the first to admit that it was a good time. Crowds are often my undoing, but it's so much easier when you know you're loved and (at least somewhat) understood.

I'm convinced that Don and I must surely have two of the finest families anywhere in the world. They've proven their care and concern time and time again this past year. Most often, needs were met before I even had the chance to voice them.

During Christmas at my sis's house, I watched the interchange between siblings, cousins, parents and children. I think we honestly LIKE each other. Isn't that a blessing? How many families do you know that can barely stand to be in the same room together? That's just not the way it is - on my side or Don's.

Christmas Day, we had our own children and grandchildren here. What a delightful crew they are. Our son and daughter could hardly be more different, but they're both so uniquely talented and gifted. Don and I are proud of who they've become. And our son's choice for a wife could not have suited him better. Surely God had a hand in that decision!

Our older grandson is now 21, and he is everything a parent or grandparent could want their child to be. He's a bright, loving young man. Knowing the physical problems he dealt with early in his life, we're thankful that he shows no evidence of ever having had a sick day in his life. His future, I'm sure, holds bright fulfilling things.

The girls, now 12, are turning into delightful young ladies. So different. Each carving her own niche in our heart. One bold. One experimental and creative. One compassionate. All wonderful. And all loving their parents and extended family.

Our baby (I doubt that he really appreciates my calling him that at the ripe old age of 10) is one of the most sensitive, caring children I've ever met. I would say that he is unusually close to his Pa, and that warms a Granny's heart. He's showing a gifting for music, and that thrills us.

So, as the holiday season comes to an end, I'm thankful to have survived - and that with finesse. Friends and family do make the days, both good and bad, easier.