It’s true that Mama’s Empty Nest will be empty this Christmas. My loved ones are flung far and wide.
Oldest daughter and son-in-law embarked on yet another adventurous excursion in another part of the world over the holidays.
Middle daughter must take care of the ill and infirm during her hospital shift as a nurse while Little One visits her other grandparents in another state.
Son, daughter-in-law, and Second Little One are celebrating with DIL’s family this year in yet another state.
So it’s just Papa and me keeping the home fires burning and the Christmas lights on.
But I refuse to be sad because this is a holiday to celebrate my Savior’s birth. Hence the poem I’ve written below. (With apologies to Clement Clarke Moore, the author of ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas.)
‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the empty nest
Not a creature was stirring, there wasn’t one guest.
Two lonely stockings hung by the chimney with care,
With no hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.
The children were nestled elsewhere all snug in their beds;
While visions of their own Christmases danced in their heads;
And Papa in his pjs, and Mama not stressed,
Had just settled in the bedroom for a good night’s rest.
When out on the lawn there wasn’t a sound,
But I decided to see just what was around.
Away to the window I walked so slowly,
And opened the blinds to look out and see.
The moon shined brightly like any other night,
But there was absolutely nothing, nowhere in sight.
No extra cars in the driveway, no human tracks in the snow,
There was only a deer darting through the yard below.
It wasn’t a reindeer but the usual kind,
And Christmases past began running through my mind,
When the house was full of laughter and fun
And all our children were home, yes every single one.
More rapid than eagles the memories came,
And I smiled as I remembered and called them by name.
That Christmas time spent with our first little child,
How excited she became and was no longer mild.
Then the second one arrived and doubled the fun
When two stockings hung by the chimney instead of one.
Our Christmas holiday became even more merry
With another bundle of joy in our arms we did carry.
As the years flew by in the snow bank of my mind
I thought how our family has been blessed oh so kind.
Three children God gave us to make our lives full
How I cherished each one of them every single Yule.
As I recalled special moments from all of those years
My eyes started filling with melancholy tears.
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!
There’s no reason for sadness, no reason to bawl.
The blessings are many this cold Christmas night,
And I must keep them all clearly in my sight.
A husband who always stays by my side,
Whose love and support does constantly abide.
Three wonderful children who’ve grown up so well,
Their love and concern for me makes my heart swell.
And spouses for them that make our family complete;
The time spent with them all is truly a treat.
Included in the circle two sweet granddaughters dear
Who call me their Nana and make my heart cheer.
To add to the blessings in quite an array,
Is a new little life that will join us in May.
A family so loving, good friends far and near,
My home, good food, there’s no need to be drear.
Plentiful blessings abound in my life,
On this eve before Christmas, there’s no need for strife.
For the most wonderful gift has been given to me,
And it didn’t come from Santa nor was placed ‘neath the tree.
A gift full of indescribable love so divine
It came from a good Father, a gift to call mine.
For tomorrow we celebrate Christmas, it’s true,
And the reason we do so I must keep in my view.
My house may be empty of loved ones this year,
But my heart is overflowing with joy so sincere.
The reason for the season, it’s Jesus, my King,
And because of His love for me, it makes my heart sing.
On this night so holy, one to revere,
A Savior was born; at midnight it’s clear,
Christmas Day will arrive here in our empty nest,
But sadness will not prevail, instead I am blessed.
I will celebrate my Savior, let joy fill my heart,
Even though most of my loved ones and I are apart.
So I’ve put an end to my empty nest woe,
Christmas memories come and Christmas memories go.
But what is important is the joy we can find
When we look to a Savior and leave sadness behind.
The message is simple, no matter what your day brings,
Giving thanks for the Savior is what makes your joy ring.
On this quiet Christmas Eve, these thoughts my insight,
Merry CHRISTmas to all and to all a good night!
On Christmas Eve, I will not wallow in my empty nest. Instead I will sing Joy to the World, Silent Night, Hark the Herald Angels Sing, and the First Noel.
And I will give thanks to God the Father for His precious gift to us, His Son Jesus. Emmanuel. God With Us.
“You can never truly enjoy Christmas until you can look up into the Father’s face and tell him you have received his Christmas gift.” -John R. Rice