I'll be home for Christmas, you can count on me. Please have snow and mistletoe and presents on the tree....
Some of you may remember that last year, right about this time, we came very close to losing our daughter, Shilo. After she healed up, she decided it was time to make a change in her life, so she packed her bags and moved to Texas. She choose Texas because our oldest son, Sam, is stationed down there so she would not be completely on her own. Her plans were to try and become a flight attendant. Not long after she got to Texas, she was diagnosed with Lupus, so the flight attendant goals have had to be set aside. Shilo is still in Texas, has a wonderful new boyfriend (at least that's what she tells us. We haven't met him yet, but his Mom is really nice!), is working at a restaraunt and finally facing her illness instead of having it on ignore. She does get very homesick from time to time, so decided to make a trip home for her birthday, which was at the beginning of December. She's really not going to be home for Christmas, which the song lyrics suggest.
It was really fun to have her home for a few days. We went to the beach, she frolicked with Gus, visited family and friends and had a small birthday party at home.
Happy Birthday to you!
We miss her and worry about her not taking care of herself like she needs to, but I finally had to tell her Daddy to stop reminding her that she can move home. Yes, she knows that daddy, but she's a big girl now.
"You all can go to hell - I'm going to Texas."
~ Daniel Boone