A week of parties and the kids and grandkids and sheer joy. The right speech aura was upon us. Only the seven year old had a few slip ups, and that is to be expected. The boys are older and wiser about what they say. They have good manners. I felt like this was the best Christmas ever, as we are all making such an effort to get along and compromise and accommodate. I hope my efforts the last few years have subtly caused a change in atmosphere, and my husband has been working on keeping his negative thoughts to himself. It all shows in good cheer and feelings of love and belonging.
Now I'm kind of all talked out and want to read, go to the movies and relax. But I'm so grateful that the week went well, and it sends a glow on into the new year. I'm at peace.
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