The Christmas holidays this year were different for me in that I was not with my family in San Antonio. Prior to my being home for Thanksgiving, we had decided it would be fun for my parents, sisters, niece and nephews would visit me for Christmas. My parents had wanted to see my new house so this was a great opportunity. I kept telling myself that I needed to just get through Christmas Day and then I’d be fine. I decided to attend church on Christmas Eve. I first attempted to make it to one church’s service at 5:00. I arrived with only 10 minutes or so to spare and found no parking….well, I could’ve parked across the street but then figured there would be no seating inside the church. Alrighty, Plan B. I stopped at the grocery store, grabbed some milk, pizza, spaghetti, sauce and chips…clearly essentials for snow storm. I drove home, put the groceries away and got back into the car so I was sure to make the next service. The entryway of St. Thomas More was already crowded. I spotted a seat on one of benches and quickly snagged it. As I began looking around, I realized this was the children’s pageant mass. Little ones decked out in their adorable holiday clothes kept the atrium area a buzz with activity. A few minutes later, the children began lining up to take their place. Angels, various animals and alike were chattering amongst themselves.
A Call to Serve
Thanks to the tweet from Ann Curry, I felt called to volunteer to help serve dinner at the Norman Community Dinner on Christmas Day. I was scheduled to be a back-up but then got the call that someone had cancelled. I left early in case it took me a while to get to Norman High School. I parked and carefully walked up the ramp. As I looked around the cafeteria, I couldn’t help but smile. Families and individuals enjoying a delicious holiday meal. After getting my instructions, I was assigned my post. I am finding out how small of a world Norman is as I ended up meeting two ladies who used to work where I work now. As I was saying my goodbyes to the gentleman in charge of the event an hour or so later, I said I would get in touch with him earlier next year so I could sign up in advance.
Through the slosh and over the ice we go
The reports that came in early on Tuesday were not encouraging for my being able to travel to my friend’s house for dinner. Text messages were exchanged and after looking at updates online, I decided to head north. Getting out of my neighborhood seemed to be the most difficult. Fast forward a couple of hours and I returned home from a delicious meal with friends. We ate, watched the Thunder game, opened presents and just hung out.
In my eyes, that was a good Christmas. As I write this, it is two days until my family gets to Norman. I can’t wait….
Enjoying the holidays in Norman