December 27, 2020
Dear Grandma,
Merry Christmas! What a strange year it has been! I don’t think I told you about the Gazette that Emma wrote for November; she had a section all about the holidays and food. She reminisced about the holidays we spent at your place. She could not remember all of the people that were there but she remembered you and the food. It was very sweet. I always enjoyed helping you in the kitchen with preparations- I wish I could have learned more from you. Steve’s Mom was touched by that article as well and made a point to ask each of us what special foods we wanted for the feast. I think that you tended to mix things up and never always had the same thing each year. It was always delicious though!
Our Christmas at home was quiet and peaceful. On Christmas Eve we baked some spritz cookies (well I did) and wrapped presents. After dinner we took a very cold, and so short, walk around the block. We watched the taped Christmas Eve service that Messiah did- it was similar to the church services they have been taping and airing the whole pandemic time. The girls played a duet of a song with the title “New World Symphony” but which we recognize as “Kyrie Eleison.” They were going to try to learn a Christmas song but they ran out of time. Pastor Jeff was super nice to accommodate their tardy submission of a non-holiday song that also had horrible video quality. (I did not cover our messes in the background or add any festive decorations to the scene. Oh well!) So in the minutes leading up to the start of the service, they showed videos of children playing their instruments as well as some prelude music by an older pianist in the congregation. Emma and Annika were the last ones to play before the start of the service and it was wonderful to see them participate with their talent. They had also gone in the week before to be recorded reading from the Gospel of Luke. They did super well and I think enjoyed watching themselves during the service. It was all very well done and very lovely. After the service there was music first by a man on the organ (very fun song) and then he accompanied a man on violin. I have probably mentioned the violinist before- his name is Levi and listening to him play in church always reminds me of Grandpa. I hope Emma and Annika were inspired by the superb playing.
On Christmas day the girls made us breakfast- oat scones, fresh squeezed OJ and grapefruit halves. They did all of this before doing anything more than just looking at the Santa gifts! It was quite the display of self restraint! After presents and lunch we went to the farm and enjoyed a lovely afternoon of games and conversation. After chores we had a wonderful meal. Mom made this delicious stuffing that I think you would have liked as well. It was cubes potato bread, a packet of spices that came with it (bought in PA on their trip to visit Susan) and sliced almonds. I did not miss the sausage surprisingly!
I miss you so much! Chuck texted a merry Christmas message and I responded but I owe him a phone call. You were the glue, Grandma, and it is so hard without you. I had a dream about you the other night where at first I was telling you to check out what the new owners have done to your house but then I changed my mind because it just looks too different. I thought you might find it as disturbing as I do. Chuck sent me pictures and that was enough for me. I do not want to drive by and have the new images replace my wonderful old memories of the place.
Pretty soon it will be New Year’s and we are all hoping for the vaccines to come through quickly and that the pandemic can end soon. I have other hopes too for my family.
I am hoping that poor Emma will find some relief from her anxiety, that Dr. Mary thinks is an Adjustment Disorder. Becoming a teenager and dealing with the hormonal ebb and flow and usual brain changes is just too much on top of her general anxiety and worry. Dr. Mary has suggested medicine but I hesitate to go that route before trying all the options. Susan had some great ideas for mindfulness stress relief and focusing on changing emotions. We will do our best to get Emma to try some of her ideas. Emma may be more receptive to suggestions from Aunt Susie than her parents. :)
I am also hoping that Annika will find more constructive outlets for her anger. I think I told you about the “Let’s Taco About It!” paper tool that we made together. She does not use it. In the moment she is too upset to reach for it. I need to practice with her more in the quiet times, but even still I think we need more effective tools that she wants to use during her outbursts. Our doctor said that we may just need to let her scream (and think in our heads, well that was loud) and then move on. It is just really hard and I worry about what it could mean as she gets older. And sometimes she does respond with physical aggression, which of course is not good. (And between you and me I cannot help by think of my mom and brother. I want to help her so she can live with more healthy peace.)
As for Steve, I hope that his employees stop quitting so he can stoop taking it personally. Poor guy had two people quit in one week, the week before Christmas and then a third pretty much told him he has another job lined up. They have all said the reasons are nothing to do with Steve or the work place- all personal reasons. But it is super hard- the remaining employees have to pick up the work because they cannot hire right away to fill the spots due to the upcoming merger with the other company. He is using some vacation time to be at home during break, which is awesome! But he is on-call starting this week for two weeks. He just really needs a break. We thought about taking a small trip but we have to stay in Wisconsin and that limits out options and there is not anything to do anyway because of COVID.
Personally, I am hoping for good results and easy fixes to my health issue. I have my CT scan, imaging and surgical consult appointments this week. I will keep you posted. I am trying not to worry too much but I am starting to have anxiety dreams. And it does bother me more than I want to admit. Emma is funny-she asked point blank, “Do we need to worry about this?” When we said no, she calmly listened to the sparse details we provided and seemed to let it go. Thank goodness for that!
Merry, merry Christmas, Grandma. I hope that the joy of the season warms your heart. Everyone says hello and send their love.
Love, Tara