Christmas Eve...my routine for the last 5 years has been the same...I go to evening carols with my parents at 430p...church at 5p and then to my brother's home with his family for Christmas Eve dinner. I would always come out of church and look up in the sky ... for thats where my husband would be...in the pilot's seat getting people to their families but not being with his.
This year, we got lucky. Steve bid his December schedule and what to our wondering eyes should appear...Christmas Eve, Christmas Day AND New Years Eve...OFF. I could hardly catch my breath. My husband...home for the holidays.
We started this marriage 24 years ago as a military family. At that point, I knew that holidays with my husband would be rare...then he became a civilian and we enjoyed a number of years as a "normal family" with the holidays off. As he entered the aviation industry, the mindset returned to having holidays when we could..on the airline's schedule.
But tonight...and tomorrow...my heart is so full. I picked my husband up at the airport and I cried. Its been so long. We missed church...but I think God will understand...I opened my Christmas present the moment my husband opened the car door.
My wish is that you too are getting to enjoy being with your family at Christmas and drinking in the happiness that comes with the season.
Merry Christmas everyone