With Emerson still job hunting and me still hobbling around on crutches, there's not a lot of Christmas spirit in our house. There are a few presents that the Tapahe side of the family dropped off early and we still watch almost every Christmas movie to be seen on satellite tv. Our usual spot for putting up our tree in the living room displaces our dogs' beds. That causes a bigger problem this year since I need the room to get through the living room on crutches. I'm thinking of doing a small table top sized tree or go with a paper tree on the wall like Gene and Sharon did when they were in their tiny little BYU apartment years ago.
Yesterday, we visited the Festival of Trees up in Sandy. This is our yearly tradition and it's awesome to see so many trees lit up and decorated and the fanciest gingerbread houses known to man. Add in children's groups dancing and singing on the stage and a wonderful assortment of sweets, scones, and cinnamon rolls, and it's hard to avoid feeling the Christmas spirit. Emerson's brothers and their families joined us at the festival and we later went out to dinner and then to Gene's house to play games. It was the most enjoyable time I've had in a long time. There's something absolutely amazing about Navajo families. Sure, we've had our ups and downs and squabbles over the years, but when it really counts, they are always there for you. Family really means something to them and they would do anything for their family. I feel so blessed to have married not only the love of my life, but also his family. It's wonderful to be part of this family and have the love, respect, and support of the entire family. Our Christmas celebration may reflect the lean times we are going through, but we will find ourselves warmed by the love of the Tapahe family.
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