Originally published December 15, 2010 at Central Valley Moms for Jodie, my dancer and future Rockette and because it’s December:
I know that I am not alone in saying that this has been a pretty tough holiday season…at least in the materialistic sense. Holidays under the Big Top typically aren’t object-oriented, but this year is even less so as we decided to just focus on the youngest of the circus clowns. I dismally expected that there would be loud protests but, as they often do, my clowns have surprised me with their grace.
Now how in the world did I get so lucky to have such wonderful kids? I have no idea. I mean I am their mom. But when they say something like this, I am reminded of what blessings they all are. So begins my season of giving thanks for what I have.
I have a job. I have a pretty awesome job in the sense that I get to do what I love most, caring for sick, tiny babies and their families. A lot of people, especially all over the Central Valley, aren’t so lucky. My darling husband is one of them having been unemployed for just over two years now. Not a day goes by where I don’t not appreciate my good fortune.
I have a warm and cozy home. Sure month to month we stress and worry about paying that mortgage but we still have that home…at least for now. I remind myself of this fact as our lender sends us even more paperwork to fill out for the loan modification that we applied for several months ago. The federal government’s Making Homes Affordable Program seems like a great idea if only more of us who qualify would be allowed to take advantage of it…I’m just saying and judging just a little since our lender was fortunate enough to be bailed out by the Feds (us) twice. So while we work and wait and hope and pray for a little grace, I am thankful for the Big Top.
I am thankful for the warmth and glow that this holiday brings that somehow manages to melt the hardest, coldest, most bitter of hearts…like mine. I’m thankful for Santa Claus, Christmas trees, Sugar Plum Fairies and the Radio City Music Hall Rockettes. I was so fortunate to see the Rockettes Christmas Spectacular at the Save Mart Center, with my youngest daughter, the tiny dancer who has visions of dancing with the Rockettes some day dancing in her head. What an amazing show it was! If I didn’t have my holiday joy on before, I certainly did during the show. The music, the dancing, the warm fuzzies and even the joy and love shared in the audience was a perfect dose of holiday cheer for me.
And the cherry on top…my tiny dancer got to meet and chat with two of the Rockettes.
They took one look at Jodie and said, “You must be a dancer. You could dance with us!” Jodie totally squeed inside at that moment. I do believe that Santa, or perhaps a Sugar Plum Fairy made one tiny dancer’s holiday dreams come true.
As for me, well, in spite of the fact that I am a fairly tall and trim person, I felt pretty short, short-limbed and a little chubby standing next to these three teeny-tiny, long legged dancers. They all assured me that it is because I didn’t bevel!
That’s it, exactly!
Merry Christmas everyone! May you, like me, find and treasure the joy in the simplest and most beautiful of blessings and grace this holiday season.