I am going to be real here, I had a terrible Thanksgiving. I am almost glad for the weekend to be over, because it has to get better. I came home from work early on Wednesday because I felt terrible. Great news, I had a fever!
The next day was Thanksgiving, and my wonderful sister-in-law relieved me of all cooking duties. Which was just as well, because 30 minutes before we were to leave, my son puked all over the living room carpet. So he and I stayed home and ate Dominos pizza for Thanksgiving dinner.
Which is around the time we figured out the reason we were so cold, it was not just because we had fevers. On Wednesday, we had a tune-up done on our new heater. I still have no idea what this man did, but the ending result is that we went three nights with no heat, and it took 4 service calls for the on-call guy to un-do what he did. That’s all I am going to say about that.
Friday my husband came down with the crude too. And we cancelled our plans to visit my family on Saturday. We haven’t been there in a few months, and everyone was very disappointed. One child in particular didn’t take the news so well.
We thought we were through the worst of it, when Saturday night came and all three kids came down with fevers. Then Sunday, intestinal issues hit.
When I heard that, all I could do was laugh. I mean, at that point, what else do you do but laugh? Except that my entire body hurts from coughing so much. My stomach muscles ache, my head hurts, I do everything I can to stop myself from talking loudly, laughing or crying, because they all turn into coughing fits – which turns into pain. So I tried not to laugh.
See – I told you it was a crappy weekend. I know, I know, first world problems. But they still feel real to me.
But now to the good part! Sunday night came. Today is the first day of Advent. So I pulled out an Advent children’s book and read the first story. At the end, it asked this question,
“How have you had hope in a difficult situation?”
And it’s when the light bulb hit. “Children, we were in a difficult situation this weekend, right? I mean, none of us wanted to be sick, we wanted to spend Thanksgiving with the family, right?”
They agreed, so I went on, “but we have hope, right? That we will get better. That a better day will come, ” I pause and look over at my husband, who is smiling at me.
I go on, “and we have each other while we wait. One thing that we DID get this weekend was extra time together. We cuddled, and snuggled, and spent lots of extra time together. And you are all my favorite people to be with, and I for one and am glad for that.”
By the time I stopped talking, everyone was smiling. Everyone had a light in their eyes that hadn’t been there at the start of dinner. My pity party was gone and so was theirs.
For indeed we do have hope. And in this Advent season, we will watch and wait for the coming of Christ.
“Seek peace and pursue it” Psalm 34:14b