I had that feeling when I had my last child. I think the Holy Ghost nudged me to enjoy every moment, every “last” first event. And I did!
I had the feeling of a “last” this time for Christmas, that there would never be one like it again. There would no longer be just the five of us following our favorite Christmas traditions. The previous two Christmases (however you spell that) left us incomplete, with Jennifer and David on missions, but that was okay because they were where they were supposed to be.
So I was determined to enjoy THIS Christmas with my family complete.
I’m not sure if we even decorated the tree (the danger of blogging about it 9 months after the fact).
But we did send off a Christmas card (even if we didn’t manage to get a family photo.)
The kids, for years, spent the night together in the same room, but David refused to this year
Let us not forget the entire reason we gather to celebrate. . .
Now I don’t know for certain that it was truly a “last” but the prompting was there and I took the time to enjoy every minute of it.













