Last night, we celebrated Christmas with my kids. Katie will be going off to England next week to visit her boyfriend until well into the new year. It's hard to find time when both of my kids can come and visit at the same time. Andrew didn't have to work, so he was able to come.
We had pizza around the table, caught up on our lives, opened gifts, laughed at the dogs, and went and saw The Hobbit. It was a nice night.
Somewhere between the movie theater and my house, I lost my watch. I paid more than I usually pay for this watch. I got it in the jewelry store on the cruise ship in October, and I absolutely loved it. I have looked all over. The clasp must have come undone and slipped off my wrist. I went to the theater and checked the lost and found. I tore my house apart. No watch. So I was in a funk all day.
Around 8:00 tonight, I had an epiphany. I thought about those poor families in Connecticut who won't have their kids around a table again. I thought about one of my relatives and one of my friends who are going through chemo and radiation through the holidays. And I thought about my family. I lost a piece of jewelry that can be replaced on the same day that I saw my family all together in one room. That I can't ever replace. So I'll be looking at this Christmas in a different way this year. I'm going to cherish the real gifts in my life.