Wilson Christmas 2010

The Great Grandchildren minus Bo and Emmett ... Poor Kyndal!
The presents that santa left in the living room! YAY!!

The boys got bicycles this year from their Poppi :)

I had to post this picture because in typical wife and mom fashion,

someone spilled something and it was freaking me out so my husband

grabbed the camera and caught me doing this while people were eating!

As I sat here uploading the pictures, I realized what a blessing it was to have my granny Wilson here for Christmas. She is in part one of Hospice at home and we were told last Christmas that we would not be able to share another one with her - and we were prepared for that. Isn't it funny how God is constantly reminding us that it's HIS timing, not ours? And I get my stubbornness from her so I know she will go when she is ready. I talked to her one day and she told me that she was ready to go see Jesus. I have never felt so at peace with her death - but also just seeing the reality of it. My grandparents, also known as the superheroes of my life, are going to die.

Death is something that I just have a hard time all around dealing with. After all, the only people close to my that I have lost in my life were my two great uncles before my nana died. I still haven't grieved properly for her and I still haven't processed the fact that I will have to bury the WOMAN of my life. The only woman who was there for me and never left. Without detailing too much from my childhood, I spent most of those years living with my Granny and Papaw Wilson. They made sure I was fed, clothed, and also that I had a relationship with Christ. I remember how proud and excited my grandparents were when I bought my first Christian CD, when I went on my first Christian retreat, when I joined Big Emory Baptist Church, when I started singing in the choir... and how their attachment to Christ and how it had changed their life made me want to change mine. I hope that my children look back and say that same thing about me, but I know I need to promote that so much more than I have lately.

I guess that comment brings us to the New Years post. Happy New Year, ya'll! (In the South we say ya'll to our close friends and family!)