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Merry Christmas!



Merry Christmas everyone! Love is definitely in air. The smile on my sons face this morning sure did make my entire day. I hope everyone got what they wanted this holiday season but is also reminded of the real reason for the season.
Last night before bed, my son stated he was sad. My heart fluttered a little as I asked why. He then vocalized how he was sad because he wasn't able to get me anything to for Christmas. I then told him that it wasn't gifts that made me happy. It's being loved, seeing his smiling face, being his mother, being around family and friends, and just being able to provide for him the way I have this year. He then gave me the biggest kiss and we said our good-nights.
My son knows who Santa really is and we celebrate the birth of Jesus while focusing on the spirit of Christmas overall. The gifts are just extra! My parents did an amazing job making sure that both my son and I had an amazing day. I appreciate the fact that they see my struggle and try to relieve some of the stress for me during this time of year. I then began to think about my situation and the other moms out there as well. I say often that it takes a village to raise a child but I also realize that not everyone is as blessed as I am to have support. My parents live about 2 hours from me so even though they can't randomly pick my son up from school if I'm stuck in traffic, they can do help in other ways.
I know first hand that this holiday could easily be one that is dreaded by a lot of single mothers as they stress about the things they just can't make happen. Be encouraged and keep the faith mamas. We're all in this together. May your heart be filled by knowing that you're doing the best you can. You're making a way and doing a damn good job at it!
Merry Christmas, from me and mines!

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