A late Christmas update

Merry Christmas...about a week and a half late. :o)

It might be past the prime time for sharing Christmas morning photos, but I figured late was better than never. Hopefully it is a little Christmas cheer for you as you get ready to go back to work today (who's working? I go back tomorrow- yikes).



Michael was really into Santa this year and it was so much fun for me. We talked about it before he went to bed on Christmas Eve and when he woke up bright and early on Christmas Day he saw his presents and said, "Santa here?". He knew.

We opened up a few small presents from Santa while at our condo (two new trains- James and Toby) and then headed over to the main condo where Scott's parents were staying for more present opening, breakfast and coffee.

How grown up is my niece? It kills me.

I also subjected everyone to a group photo via my camera self time and remote. It was slightly painful, but I figured we had better get it done while we all looked nice and early on in our trip.

We went out for a big Christmas dinner buffet at a local restaurant that was awesome and then came back home to relax and play with new presents.

As you can see from the above photo, angry birds and wine were the hit of the evening. The rest of the trip we spent lots of time on the beach...and it was awesome.

2011- Trace's Year

Dear friends and family,

This year I just couldn't find the words soon enough to send an actual Christmas letter. There are so many things I want to tell you and it is hard to put them into one neat little package of words, sentences, and paragraphs.

Christmas cards and letters are one of my favorite things about the season and I save my favorites from year to year and I love looking back on them. I save my mother's, grandmother's and mother in law's letter each year (as well as the photos from friends and family) and I love looking back at that little piece of paper that so nicely wraps up the year. My mom's newsletter is usually a similar version of itself each year. She states she has the same job, same family, same house, same life.

I wish that I could also do the same.

I often daydream about how things would be if they just stayed the same. A little "same-ness" around here would be nice, don't you think?

But that is not life. Life is always changing although it might appear on the outside everything is staying the same.

2011 started out very hopeful for us with a new baby on the way. I had visions of how our life would be with two sweet babies in our lives. I was, of course, nervous about having two children so small but so excited to have a little new baby in the house again. The pregnancy was uneventful and the delivery was smooth, thanks to a scheduled c-section. I will never forget how excited I was when Scott told me "It's a boy!" with the biggest smile on his face. Trace was perfect. Two boys. I was the luckiest mother in the world.

Trace so much a part of our family right away, a true blessing. Isn't it funny how things happen in your life and once they happen you couldn't imagine it any other way? I think of my life moments like this often, they are like ticks in the timeline of my life: the moment when I knew I wanted to be a music teacher, the moment when I first met Scott, the moment he asked me to marry him, the first time we brought sweet baby Michael home in his little baby carrier, Trace. They are the moments where they happen and then afterwards you are like, "what now?" because you can't imagine your life ever being the same.

I am trying to wrap my head around everything that happened to us in the past year and one thing that is true is now nothing will ever be the same. It is hard to live your life and know so strongly that a part of you is missing. It seems like such a short period of time when you say we only had Trace for four and half months. Four and a half months. It isn't even half a year. But in my mind it seems like so much more than that. It is hard to even give that period of time a label because it is so special to me. From the moment Trace was born he was a part of our family and had our whole hearts.

There is no doubt will we always think of 2011 as the year we lost Trace, but I am trying so hard to think of it as the year we got Trace.

2011 is the year of Trace.

Trace's year.

I wish I could say that I hope next year will be easier, but I know in my heart it won't. He will always be missing from our family.

So while it appears from the outside that everything on the outside is the same with our family (same house, same jobs, same activities), really everything is different. We are forever changed. We are thankful for many things, and we are most thankful that we got to have and be blessed by Trace.

And this shall be a sign unto you; You shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.
-Luke 2:12

We are sending lots of love your way,

Scott, Rose & Michael

A little Christmas Color

Are you ready for a little Christmas color? It seems so dreary and brown around here that I know I sure am!

My sisters in law sent me this bright flower arrangement thinking of us and Trace. I thought it was really fitting for Christmas....but not in a totally-evergreen-and-red-carnation-poinsettia-Christmas sort of way. It really made me happy.

(...and it made someone else really happy too because the first time they delivered it to the wrong house and the person just accepted it...what?? I hope they enjoyed their random flower arrangement and thanks to the flower shop for getting me a new one).

I love it. I am excited to plant flowers this spring for Trace...maybe I will do a flower garden by his tree? We shall see. The thoughts of those warm sunny days are getting me through these dark December days.

In other plant news....my begonia is re blooming again! After Trace's funeral it looked bad... real bad and so I just hacked it down to almost nothing. I was ready to toss it when I saw a huge begonia blooming on my favorite show, Boardwalk Empire. This was right after I said to Scott I needed a room like Nucky's solarium for all my house plants and then boom! they cut right to Margaret and the peach begonia that looked just like mine was in the background. It was a sign, I'm sure of it. Or maybe I am the only weird one who pays attention to house plants in tv shows? :o)

At any rate, I'm looking for all the signs I can these days and those little peach buds on my begionia are making me pretty happy. They are like Trace's sweet face telling me everything is going to be all right.

A week with Aunt Denise

My sister is a freshman at the best University in the world (aka, Iowa State) and she was done early with her finals this year. She spent the rest of the week with us and it was a lot of fun. I hope she realizes how much I appreciated having her here; she was big help and it was nice just to have some extra noise in the house.



Michael has graduated from calling her : Aun-niece (Aunt + Denise) to a very pronounced Dah-NieCE. It was so cute and he called her name the whole time she was here. I think she is right at the top of his list of favorite people which is very prestigious to be on. :o)



I had a busy week and it was so nice to have an extra helper around. We visited Santa at the mall and it was a great experience. I had gotten my hair cut the day earlier while Michael was at daycare so we scoped out the situation and knew exactly what time Santa was getting there so we could avoid the lines and crowds.

I was so happy to have Denise with me so she could man my child while I could take photos of the whole thing. I couldn't really imagine how it would work taking him by myself and I'm glad it worked out this way. We prepped Michael in the car on the way there and he did fantastic.



Do you want to guess what he asked Santa for?

More choo-choos.

We ask him about a hundred times a day what Santa is going to bring him and he never falters in his answer, it is always more choo-choos. The kid is sticking to his guns. Hopefully Santa doesn't let him down....I have a feeling he won't.

:o)

Denise also really hit it off with the main Elf working and she said next year she is going to be the Elf at the mall. I am totally holding her to this!

Denise was also a big help watching Michael while I hosted my small group bible study at my house, went to a doctor's appointment, while I did chores around the house, and even watched Michael while Scott and I went on a very special (overnight!) date downtown.

We also did a small cookie making adventure in which Michael was only mildly interested in (thankfully).

His main goal was to get as many sprinkles on the cookies as possible. I only let him decorate one pan of cookies so the rest were edible and no one suffered from sprinkle overload.

It was a great week and I'm so glad I got to spend some time with sister. She is a pretty awesome aunt and I'm glad she is in my life. Thanks, Denise!

Cantata Weekend

This past weekend was the big Christmas Cantata at my church. The orchestra played at 5 services over the weekend and today I am physically and emotionally drained. It was an awesome weekend, but it was hard to play the music, concentrate, and keep it all together at the same time.



One of my favorite parts of the service was this little boy who sang during offering. The lyrics of his song were:

I'm a little baby boy
Sent to bring you joy
I'm a little baby boy
who will bring peace on earth.

I had a unique vantage point from being seated on the stage and at every service there was not a dry eye in the crowd. It was really special to watch, especially all the men who were trying to pretend like they weren't crying. It was pretty powerful.

(photos credit)

The Cantata this year had a message about the journey to Bethlehem and how Mary and Joseph (and us) need to keep on the journey even at times when we can't see God or our faith is tested. It really rung true for me and the words that the choir sang have been placed in my heart this Christmas. I have mentioned this before, but just the image of a sweet little innocent baby being born really hits me harder than it has in previous years. What could a tiny baby do? Well... a lot. Babies change the world. I kept thinking how I would totally travel to Bethlehem and bring the mother Mary a lasagna and visit the baby Jesus if I lived 2,000 years ago. :o)

In all seriousness, this is one of my favorite weekends to participate in as a musician. There is something special about listening to a great concert but there is something even more special about making the music and pouring your heart into it. I felt like even though it is hard for me to keep playing, it is something I can do for Trace. Even though performing a concert may seem the like opposite idea of healing for some people, for me it was the right thing to do. During the final performance I really felt a connection to something that was larger than I am...whether it was Trace's spirit or God's or both but I felt it.

Lead us to a place
Guide us with Your grace
To a place where we'll be safe

--"The Prayer"

The whole weekend was a reminder about what Christmas is all about and I hope this peace continues for not only me but for all of you as we really start to get into the heart of things now that the big day is right around the corner. Hopefully you can get all the things on your lists checked off and spend time with your loved ones. :o)

A really wimpy holiday decorating post...

My holiday decorating this year could easily be described as....wimpy. Uninspired, really. And guess what? I am okay with it. Our tree is up and lit and even Michael has a little tree in his room to keep him company at night. We didn't get our lights up on our trees outside, but we did put a few strands on our deck. A star wreath on my front door and we are good to go.



A confession: I had a breakdown when decorating my tree this year. I think we are going to get a real one for sure next year. It takes so much junk on the stupid fake tree to even make it look kind of good. So frustrating. I've already started my inspiration board on Pinterest for Christmas 2012 when hopefully things will feel better around here.



I made a few of these ornaments using Mod Podge, some photos I had, and a Sharpie paint pen. They are really sweet and I love seeing them on my tree. I hope this is a holiday tradition we can carry on for years- how fun would it be to see all those photo ornaments in 10 years? I made a couple with Trace's photo, one with Michael's and one with the two of them together. Wouldn't it also be fun to have one with the whole family?

That is the extent of my holiday decorating...a little Christmas spirit, but not too much. I hope your homes are feeling festive also!

Holiday Bokeh Party!

Hurray for the 2nd annual holiday bokeh party!

I love how these turned out.

I like holiday bokeh. It's magical.

My silly boy.

...and one quick one of the two of us. Happy bokeh-ing! :o)

p.s., here is the link to last year's bokeh post.