Hello everyone hope you are doing well and that your day is going very well too.
As we all know this is a festive period and everyone has what they are preparing for the season.
This season is set aside to celebrate Jesus Christ, and every hope has plans for Christmas and my home is not exceptional.
I remember that one of those Christmas when my mom was still alive we would a list and we would go to the market so that we would get some food items for Christmas day.
But this Christmas will be without Mom and I don't see being happy on that day at all.
So last week after our morning devotion, we asked Dad how we would celebrate this season.
We told him that we wanted to start preparing for the day, and he told us that we would have to go on a sit-out that day. We wondered why Dad would say that but at first, we were so happy.
We started preparing what we would wear, I bought a plain material to wear for the outing.
My sisters did the same.
Dad told us that he wanted to look good that day, he went further to tell us that we should sew our clothes very fast because he did not want to hear that someone did not have what to put on that day. We were very happy because, for the past five years, we have been celebrating Christmas in the house. There is this fun feeling whenever we go out to celebrate Christmas outside.
The whole of last week, we were preparing for this sitout, because we wanted to look good to get nice pictures. We got some warmers because would want to carry ourbown cooked food to tje venue.
We booked a photographer for the day and part paid some the money.
Dad never told us anything but i noticed that anytime we wanted to get something for the outing he would smillig nobody understood his laughter.
All of this happened from last week Monday to Thursday, dad bever said anything about the outing he only nodded whenever we told him what we have done for the outing.
So on Friday , he came and told us to get our clothes that he wants to see how beautiful we will look on that day. We did as he told us, nobody was even skeptical.
Everyone got their clothes and showed him.
Then in the evening of Saturday, my dad gathered us and told that we should wear thise clothes on sunday for service. We asked him why and he said that we should not worry that he would disclosed it the next day which was Sunday.
So on Sunday morning, after our morning devotion, dad told that he changed his mind because he is feeling incomplete without mom. That got everyone crying and sobbing.
Last week was not just it at all as we had mixed feeling.
This Christmas is tagged "A Christmas Without Mom" for us.
How I wish mom did not leave us.
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This poem is for mom
Leave the thought of you in my heart
Hold me down with your love
Keep me safe and sound in warmth smile
Drowning in a hoplesss tear
Take time to stay in my heart
Keep me in the smile of your face as you depart
Cheers to the wish you were here but you're not