Boxing Day

When I was a little girl I was terrified of Christmas being over. It was just too wonderful to end, and real life so mundane. Now I have many coping mechanisms which I have unconsciously put into place for times like this. Mia and AJ are leaving to go back to their busy lives. Mia and Andrew are going skiing at Okemo in Vermont, then leaving the following week for Breckinridge, Colorado for another weekend on the slopes. AJ has papers to write for school, and is flying out to Las Vegas to visit his National Guard unit. From there he'll travel to San Jose to see Eric, Annie, Hannah and Luke. We've received some pictures of them opening gifts and enjoying Christmas. Initial reports say the kids liked the gifts we sent, but it's just not the same as seeing them open them in person, and it's too tedious to ask about each and every item. Long distance family relations are difficult at best. I hope to get out to Ca. on spring break, after lambing is over and Matt is fully recovered. He did too much getting ready for Christmas and wrestling sheep with me and spent Christmas Day in bed with pain and fever. This kidney trouble took a lot out of him. After an early morning barn check for lambs and giving Luna her bottle, I tied up the White Boys and made coffee. Mia and I spent a couple of hours chatting, drinking coffee, knitting and spinning. It's grey, icy and cold outside, but bright with so many candles and glittering Christmasy things inside. Happy Boxing day...