loved at nautilus teachings

 

it happens
every Christmas
i swear out loud
to d,
‘this year
i won’t get crazy,
i won’t over plan
over work
or stress
this years,
it’s easy smeazie!’
and,
every year
he smiles
rolls his eyes
and says,
‘raise your hand
and repeat after me…
i sheri lynn stewart,
am filled with delusions
and although i say
i won’t go, go, go
eventually
i will…’
of course,
i in turn
giggle
roll my eyes
and say,
‘i promise!’

he
gets
me.
he
knows
how
important
Christmas is to me,
he knows
Christmas
was moms holiday
and
he
knows
how hard it is on me
so this year
when all 5
of our kids
decided to come home
gracing us
the day after Christmas
with a table
of 18 1/4
faces we love,
YES!
we are
expecting
another grandchild
in July and
are so excited,
well,
he
just
let
me go
a little
cray, cray…

two tables
are covered
with new stockings
i have been
putting names on
stenciling
beach scenes
and of course
glitter and paint
dotting away like crazy!

every day
ups
delivers packages from
amazon
and multiple
other favorites
of ours
of boxes crammed
with tons of
stocking stuffers,
some of them
for new additions
to our family
that we have yet to meet…

we are calling it
stewarts UN
Christmas bash
since we will have
multiple faiths
and cultures
all seated
in our tiny
beach home
enjoying
the breaking of bread
sipping of wine
sharing stories
laughing
hugging
shedding happy tears
and feeling
extremely
grateful and blessed
IRMA
did not flood us
we have our offices back
and even though
i,
like many people
spent a wee bit
toooooooooooo
much,
it’s all worth it
when everyone
reaches in
and pulls out
the silly,
yummy
stuffers
along with one
personal gift…
i love seeing their
eyes roll
their expressions
and smiles,
love hearing them exclaim
‘what is this?’
‘omg this is sooooo me…’
it’s just fun
and as the wrappers
are tossed aside
and we
indulge in
our daughter in laws
yummy dessert
share some
coffee and hot chocolate
d
will disappear
for
just
a moment
returning
ukulele in hand
soft smile
upon his face
singing
‘grandma got
run over by a
reindeer’
as we all join in
singing several songs
together
continuing to smile
and soak in
this magical gift
we were given
this year~
the gift
of our whole
family
HOME
under one roof…
and that
my friends
deserves
a sheri
WOWZA…

the last song is
always
silent night
and at the conclusion
mr clause
himself,
my old surfer dude
of a handsome hubby
who is so strong
and gracious and kind
will reach behind his back
and pass out
his own
Christmas magic!

that good old
CHRISTMAS CASH!

one by one
they will hug him
thank him
tell him they love
him
as i get to watch,
shed some tears,
look up to God
and whisper
‘thank you…’

when it’s all done
d and i
catch each others gaze
our cheeks hurting
from all the laughter
he
will
say,
‘raise you hand
and repeat after me…
i sheri lynn stewart
am oh so very loved…’
and of course
this old
midwestern
artsy fartsy
chick
will ball like
a newborn baby
as we stand by the tree
look around at the
wrappings
food
mess,
and as i gently blow
out the last candle
wipe the crumbs
of memories
from my mothers table
i will look up one more time
and whisper
‘oh, mommy
i miss you so…
Merry Christmas,
i love and miss you…’

then just like that
out of the darkness
his hand touches
my shoulder
as he twirls me around
our home
to the crooning
of bill cosby
whispering in my ear,
‘i love you blondie…’