A Bundle of Myrrh

I’ll finish up my Christmas posts with days 10-12 all at once. On the tenth day of Christmas we made ice ornaments to hang outside.

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On the ninth day of Christmas I don’t remember most of what happened. But I did rope Phil into a game night. I reeeally want to be a family that plays games together. It is getting a little easier…but oy! The tension is high and not the good gamey kind of tension. There’s always a whole lotta blood sweat and tears when we go down “family game night” street.

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The eighth day of Christmas, the day we remember the Circumcision and Naming of Jesus. It wasn’t until a couple weeks later I given much thought about this weekend being New Year’s Weekend. A stranger asked what I’d done for New Years. It took me a minute to remember, then it was there, what I’d done. I’d mourned the death of my child. I couldn’t tell them that though. I think I only said, “Not much.”

On New Year’s Day God comforted me with His Word from Isaiah 61.

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I hadn’t thought I’d be up for doing anything on the seventh day of Christmas but decided it would be better for me and the babies to go ahead with a little something, so we held a Christmas Hot Chocolate Party which was originally going to be a big Tea with sandwiches etc. That was something I did not have energy for, but for some treats on a tray I did.

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