Baby's first Christmas ... such a special occasion. I have been thinking alot about how to make this Christmas special for Bentley. After a lot of reflecting, I have come to this conclusion. No matter how many presents you receive or how many lights there are on the tree, you will not remember this Christmas. I think the special gift we can give you this year is a Christmas promise ... a promise for all the Christmas's to come:
Bentley, we promise to teach you the true meaning of Christmas. To take you to church where you can go to Sunday school, where you can fill your heart with the love of the Lord and fill our fridge with colored pictures of him. We promise to teach you that the star on top of our tree represents a heavenly promise of long ago. That the Christmas wreath hanging outside our door symbolizes that love is one continuous round of affection. The candy canes we hang on our Christmas tree represents the shepherds' crook and that we are our brother's keeper. And that our Santa Claus is a symbol of generosity and good.
When I think of Christmas the thoughts that overwhelm me are that of family. No matter how many presents you have under the tree, if you have no one to share them with, they are worthless. The last couple days I keep thinking about the poor families that lost their little ones last Friday. How many of those families already had presents wrapped under the tree dreaming of their beautiful children excitedly opening them on Christmas morning. And now they have no one to open them. Breaks my heart and is just a reminder to keep things in perspective. Bentley, we promise we will fill each and every Christmas day with the love and joy of our family.
Mommy, Daddy & Karter Blain.