A different Christmas morning
All is quiet
No phone calls or walky talkies requesting permission to rush out of bed
Must see if baby Jesus came!
Must see if Santa came!
It really is
This quiet that I hear
The children are grown
Some with babes of their own
Who now think of others before they think of themselves
How many Christmas mornings did I worry and fret?
Will they love all their gifts?
Will they love all the love?
Do they know how I’ve worried?
Did we get the right game?
Was it what they wanted?
Do they know how much we love them?
When they were children
We tried to be equal in gifts
Now as adults
They are grateful for the thought and love that went into the purchase
Not whether one received 3 but another got 4!
We’ve passed down traditions
No Bing before Thanksgiving dinner
No Jesus in the manger until Christmas morning
The reading of the Christmas story before the gifts are opened
And a grateful heart
Makes mama happy and proud!