Christmas 2014…. What a crazy and wonderful time we had.  Previously I nicknamed 2014 as the year of the broken bones.  I suffered through a broken toe and my husband Ron is sporting a trendy black cast while he recovers from a break in his wrist.

As we sprinted to the finish line to usher in 2015, I was a bit relieved to see 2014 come to an end.  We are normally very healthy.  We exercise and try to eat right so it is outside of the norm for us to have issues.

In December, we traveled to New York City for a bit of relaxation and rejuvenation before heading to Texas on Christmas Eve for our extended family Christmas celebration.  We were scheduled to fly out of JFK on the 23^rd.   After a long busy day of activities on the 22nd, we received a text from my daughter which read “On my way to hospital, probably broken ankle, I’m okay.”  Followed shortly by “Broken on both sides, trying to determine if they will transport to surgery tonight.”

Oh, boy!  We were unable to change our flights due to the Christmas travel, so we headed to the airport to standby for any earlier flights.  No earlier flights materialized.  All things considered, the airport and subsequent travel went relatively smoothly.  We flew into Austin, TX, arriving at 9:30 PM where we grabbed our bags, retrieved our car and set off for Tulsa, OK.  We stopped about half way to Tulsa for the night.  Early the next morning on Christmas Eve we set off again.

While we were trying to get home, my son and daughter had coordinated and moved our Christmas celebration to Tulsa.  My son transported gifts, food and family and himself to Tulsa in support of his sister.  On Christmas Eve the two of them were sitting in the orthopedic surgeon’s office having her ankle reset, surgery scheduled and making everyone laugh.

By the time I arrived, dinner was being prepared, the house had been spruced and gifts were under the tree.  Everyone was smiling, my son-in-law’s parents were dropping by and one of his co-workers was on the way to share in the celebration.

As we gathered around the dinner table, we were all grateful to share a meal and celebrate being together.  So while I may have been pre-emptive to declare this the year of the broken bone ended, this is it!  No more broken bones allowed!

We had a wonderful new celebration of memories to add to our holiday traditions.  Today Christmas is over and we are sitting sipping our coffee and watching the snow fall outside while we were warm and comfortable inside.