six months plus our study group and my autistic students.
This was our best Christmas in recent memory in terms of
contentment/joy of my extended family and especially my kids.
My daughter and s-i-l always spoil me but that just was icing on the cake.
The last three days have been exactly what i remember from
my childhood. [is this premature senility? ] Before christmas,
I frequently bemoaned my dislike of all the materialistic seasonal
practises but these really didn't influence our joy. God is always good
and my experience was beyond anything imagined.
The Christmas Mass was magical and I kept expecting someone to pinch me
as I was so intrigued and content. My deaf son was so patient and declined
all visuals I usually cart around for him. My parish isn't overly friendly but
the message at that mass was loud and clear.
GBU all here.