For a long time I’ve kicked off Christmas by watching midnight mass from the Vatican. I’m not Catholic, but I love the pageantry and sacred feeling of the event. When I actually got to see the Pope in Rome in ’08, I realized all Christians should go to the Vatican to just feel the emotions of the place. It feels the same way Notre Dame and the baptistry at Pisa feel. You know how there are places where you HAVE to whisper because you just know it’s the right thing to do? That’s the Vatican.
(Two hours after the Pope blessed the crowd I was in, I fell and shattered my ankle and got stuck for eight days in a Roman public hospital. If he hadn’t blessed my group, I probably would have broken my neck and died!)
This Christmas was great fun. I cooked like I haven’t cooked in years: Cousin Carolyn’s mashed potatoes, candied sweet potatoes, pink stuff, pumpkin pie, green bean casserole and, of course, rolls. My dad came over and taught me to make his pecan pie and we roasted chickens and made gravy. My sister and her kids came over. It was fun. And dd was able to eat everything except the chicken.:-) At the end we watched Under the Rainbow. DH loves that movie and has wanted me to watch it for 20 years. We were finally able to get it on DVD from Amazon.
The whole time we were eating and watching the movie and playing, we never lost sight of the reason for the season: the birth of Christ. It was a good Christmas. I hope to have many more just like it!