Happy Birthday Jack

 ONE

 TWO

THREE!

Before the year ends, there is one more birthday to celebrate -

 already a few days late.

But we are not going to miss it!

Dear Jack Benjamin -

youngest and dearly loved -

the day has come,

I wish time to stand still -

to treasure these fleeting days -

pre-school days and all that they hold 

... one last time.

Your love and hugs so freely given,

conversations with no distractions,

anticipation of simple joys -

wishes we can still fulfill.

Building, driving - dreams of boys

yet a heart filled with tenderness

 ... there to bless.

Pancakes with sugar,

eyes that twinkle,

wiggles and jigs that make us laugh.

So many stories yet to read,

tractors to ride, songs yet to sing

and cuddles to fit in,

even - and especially - when you are three!

Happy Birthday, 

with love and gratefulness for you!

Papa and Mimi

♡♡♡

Christmas Day - On Both Sides of the World

Christmas has come and gone once more ...

and these posts begin to have a familiarity about them.

One change that we really appreciate
is the ease of face time on What's App.
We watched our far away family open gifts
on our Christmas Eve - their Christmas.
Most gifts were a surprise even to us,
as it's been so long since I packed them.

Tradition says that Christmas afternoon begins with appies.

Papa reads a Christmas story.

Oops ... this time there was no concert from the kids.

They said we had watched them at school. ... and at the cabin.

True, but not sure if we'll let them get off so easy next time.

Then ... from youngest to oldest ...

the kids open their gifts.

We all love to watch.

As soon as everyone is done ...

or maybe even before ...

some sneak off to play with their  new toys ...

Pretty much the same as always ...

but the last time in this house.

I took a photo of the kids' around the table.

They ate and scooted downstairs, 

while we (adults) had our own dinner

and dragged out our gift opening.

My favorite night of the year ...

When everyone with their belongings
 had to be gathered for the homegoing ...
this was the scene we came upon in the family room.
And that about sums up how we all felt.
Blissfully content and ready for a good sleep.

♡♡♡

Santa comes to the Lakehouse

Our Janzen gathering was held at the lake again

as has become tradition.

We had no snow on the ground, but the view across the lake was amazing!

We got there early to set up extra tables in the garage.

As our family grows, we find ways to make room.

Monika had the turkey cooking and we enjoyed the quiet,

peeling potatoes and enjoying the anticipation of every one's arrival.

Dinner was a wonderful time to catch up ...

It was the first time I met my twin great-nieces from Seattle.

After dinner the kids shut themselves in the upstairs rec-room

and told us not to come in, as they practiced a play.

Out of the mouths of babes ...

we saw the familiar story acted out ...

Joseph and Mary with baby Jesus,

the angels, the shepherds and the wise men.

This was followed by a story and some carol singing

and then Santa showed up!

What a surprise! 

Kristal sent me a video that I, for some reason, cannot load ..

but there's me, laughing/giggling all the way. 

Santa's voice sounded so familiar! 

Fourteen out of Oma's twenty-five great-grandchildren were there.

We missed a few local ones (including Jack) most due to sickness

and the seven overseas ... in Victoria and Indonesia.

This is a time when we make a conscious decision to

keep meeting, even when Oma and Opa cannot be there anymore.

I visited my mom the following day and had her listen to the songs.

She does not focus well on photos, but she can hear well.

I told her that we will keep meeting 

and she communicated with a look of joy in her eyes.

A picture that speaks volumes. 

Wishing you and yours,

this peace and joy that only Christ can give. 

Merry Christmas!

♡♡♡

Walking Through Walls

It's the season for miracles and 

much anticipation! 

A Special Day

Today Mom is 85!

She used to apologize that we had to fuss about her birthday

so close to Christmas ...

never being one to expect anything.

I think back over the years we celebrated -

my favorite being the times when Monika and I took her shopping -

she'd be giddy with excitement about trying on clothes

and we could tell when she felt beautiful in something new. 

Five years ago the grandchildren surprised her 

with a Perishky baking party -

nothing that she would have enjoyed more

than showing them how.

It was, I think, if we could ask her, 

one of her favorite birthdays

and one of her last times fully there, 

before the fog settled in.

I've been thinking about what it would be like

if we could have "her" back for a day ...

sneak up on her in her kitchen,

singing as she works.

How would I plan out the day with her?

What would we do? 

What would I ask her?

I try again and again, to come up with the perfect day ...

to have her roll out one more dough with me,

to share her favorite muffin and coffee,

to listen to her stories.

To have her ask questions about the family,

 to tell her about what the kids are doing -

what is happening in our lives,

the hard things and the sweet things.

... and I realize a day would not suffice.

We have all these wonderful memories that 

take up decades of time.

That is our gift.

And one day we will have eternity -

to catch up on these few missing years.

I love you, Mom

♡♡♡

'Tis the Season

 As I title this post, I can't help but think of the name of this blog ...

for everything a season.

So why ... "Tis the Season"

Maybe because for always this one stands out ...

drawing us, because God has set eternity in our hearts.

I've been listening to Noel

the story of amazing love ... truly one of my favorites,

sung by Lauren Daigle ...

 Last week we had our staff party with Calvin and Heather Dyck as guest musicians.

 We also had our annual MGCC party, hosted by Julie and her hubby in their clubhouse.
For more details you may want to see Ellen's beautiful pictures.

Of course, there's been some good aromas coming from the kitchen.

 We've listened to children who have practiced hard ...

 beautiful music, 

inviting us into the celebration of the Light of the World,

the gift given to us.

I've been wrapping and hiding our own gifts,

while even the house, we keep going back to,

has had it's own wrapping. 

So much going on ... I keep saying it.

If I really think about it all at once,

I'm overwhelmed.

Yet, I want to focus on keeping the main thing 

the main thing. 

"Tis the season ... reminding us of

Hope, Joy, Love and Peace -

not only for the season.

♡♡♡