Christmas was full of miracles this year.
My husband's grandmother lived through the holidays. She is old and it's expected, but we love her so much and are glad she could at least make it through Christmas. We'll see what the new year brings.
My daughter's horned lizard lived, too. She about died of thirst. Laying in her empty water container, she didn't move when we put water it. I flicked her with my finger. Still, no movement. I announced to the family that the lizard had indeed passed. Two minutes later, my daughter announced that Lizzy was alive and well, looking around and moving! It was a Christmas miracle.
The most miraculous event of all this Christmas, however, is that my mom is alive. The day after Christmas, she went to the doctor for a pain in her back, which turned out to be a blood clot in her lung. They caught it early, and is expected to make a full recovery. They are making her stay in the hospital for 5 days to monitor her, and it's driving her crazy! I've never known her to sit still (except during her daily 3:00 nap growing up, and during the 10:00 news at night).
Darin's grandma...it would be sad to see her go, and we would miss her, but she's old and wants to go soooo bad. Bryn's horned lizard...I wouldn't miss at all, nor would I miss the live crickets she eats.
But my mom...I wouldn't even know how to live.
It's been a good Christmas...