We've stayed home for Christmas ever since Trevor was 3. It just became too much trouble getting everyone and everything packed and ready. Then we often go to see family for the New Year. Well, this time, the family we visited was full of tension and drama, and it was a little stressful to be there. We ended up having to leave early so Isaac could officiate at a funeral for a dear lady in our ward at church. In the car trip home, and while sitting for the service I thought a lot about what is really important in our lives. There are lots of hurt feelings and resentment over things that in 30 years probably won't matter. I saw the face of the widower who had to say goodbye to his wife of 40 years and was hit with a big dose of perspective.
It makes you think about what really is important doesn't it. Hope you guys had a great Christmas!!!
ReplyDeleteI had no idea you had a blog! Welcome to the blogging world. Your post makes me think of my dad. I have a relative who struggles with his temper and LONG ago swore he'd never set foot in Washington again (with the exception of his mother's funeral, but not his father's). It's a sad story, and they've fixed a lot of things between them, but pride keeps him from actually ever coming to a family function in Washington. My dad told us the story and never wants our family to be in a situation like that. Whenever I used to get frustrated with family members, he would remind to be humble, be patient and be careful with what I say. Well, even now when I get frustrated and want to say things out of anger I can't help but hear my dad's voice and I ask myself- is it really worth it? would I really want to estrange myself over this? The answer is always no (well, so far :), and with a small (or sometimes large) dose of perspective I'm able to cool it.
ReplyDeleteWow, that was probably the longest comment I've ever written.