Today we had the Schmidt family Christmas party. All the usual family was there! We had amazing food, fun games and our traditional white elephant gift exchange! We’ve been doing this for a few years and love the silliness of it. our first year I picked the bag with this really creepy monkey head that I swear was possessed and I was terrified that if we didn’t have it out on display it would end up cursing us or something. I was so relieved when I brought it to the next year and was able to unload it on the next person.
A casual observer would think it was a sweet family gathering with people who obviously love each other! And while that’s all true, just below the surface was this ache and I’m sure I wasn’t the only one. This is our Christmas without my father in law, Bob. I’ve spent much of the last two months focusing on the fact that Theo lost his Dad, Ann lost her husband, and the kids lost their Grandpa. But tonight it really hit me that I lost someone too! I know that sounds a bit silly, I mean of course I lost my father in law and I’m totally allowed to be sad.
But today on the ride there I was thinking about how it was going to be hard for Theo & Ann. I thought “I hope we can feel him there with us at some point. Yes I believe that our loved ones visit us. (I mean Have you heard about my obsession with Theresa Caputo the Long Island Medium). Anyway we were did our white Elephant game and it came time for me to pick and lo and behold I get the creepy monkey head again! My father in law had been the one to get the monkey at last years white elephant exchange. We all got a good giggle out of it and went on with the game. But all I could think about the rest of the night was the giggle Bob would have gotten out of me getting the damn monkeys head again!
It’s so silly that that stupid monkey has me sitting here with tears rolling down my face because I miss Bob. He was always so kind to me and welcomed me into his family so easily. He helped us with babysitting and fixing the brakes on the car. He showed up for soccer games, swim meets, and plays. He didn’t need much fuss or carrying on… he was just happy when we could all get together!